Pittsville Drum & Bugle Corp Lyrics - Corbin & Hanner

He wakes up every Sunday morning with a smile on his face 

Today's the day he's always waitin' for 

He cleans his bugle and packs it in it's case 

He's in the Pittsville Drum and Bugle Corp 

They've played every parade from here to Buffalo 

Jay Cee's always ask 'em back for more 

They know every football field everywhere they go 

Pittsville Drum And Bugle Corp 

Don't ask him what he's in this business for 

Everybody knows they don't get paid 

When those girls stand along the street 

And watch him marching by 

Sometimes they smile and they wave 

They practice every Thursday till the sun sets in the west 

Fame and fortune isn't what they're lookin' for 

They smile at one another 'cause they know that they're the best 

Pittsville Drum And Bugle Corp 

You'll often see him in the music store 

Playin' the one he'd like to own 

And the old man in the back 

Puts the music on the rack 

And recalls the famous buglers he's known 

He wakes up Monday morning 

Feeling good about his life 

Back from a three day county tour 

Travelin' with a woman 

That he hopes to make his wife 

She's in the Pittsville Drum And Bugle Corp