(Don Raye/Hughie Prince)      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 a band   And now the company jumps when he plays reveille   He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B      A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada-toot   He blows it eight-to-the-bar, in boogie rhythm   He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playin' with 'im   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   And when he plays the boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a "bzzz" bee   And when he plays he makes the company jump eight-to-the-bar   He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B      Toot toot toot-diddelyada, Toot-diddelyada, toot-toot   He blows it eight-to-the-bar   He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with 'im   ha-ha-hand 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   Because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat   He really breaks it up when he plays reveille   He's boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B      Dat-da da-do-do da-dup   Dat-da da-do-do da-dup   Dat-da da-do-do da-dup   Dat-da da-do-do da-dup   ha-ha-hand the company jumps when he plays reveille   He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B