Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy Lyrics - Divine Miss M - Bette Midler

He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way 

He had a boogie style that no one else could play 

He was the top man at his craft, but then his number came up 

And he was gone with the draft, he's in the army now a blowin' reveille 

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam 

It really brought him down because he couldn't jam 

The captain seemed to understand 

Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted the band 

And now the company jumps when he plays reveille 

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot, he blows it eight to the bar 

In boogie rhythm, he can't blow a note unless a bass 

And guitar is playin' with him 

He makes the company jump when he plays reveille 

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

When he played his boogie woogie bugle, he was busy as a bzzzz bee 

And when he plays he makes the company jump eight to the bar 

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

Andata toodliata-toodliata toot toot, he blows it eight to the bar 

He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't with him 

And the company jumps when he plays reveille 

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night 

And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright 

They clap their hands and stamp their feet 

'Cause they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat 

Woh, woh, he wakes 'em up when he plays reveille 

The boogie woogie bugle boy of company B 

A root, a toot, a toodli-a-da to toot toot toot, he's blowin' eight to the bar 

Can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't, woh, with him 

And the company jumps when he plays reveille 

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B