He was a famous trumpet man From old 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 Blowin'' reveille He''s the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B They made him blow a bugle For his Uncle Sam I 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 diddle ee adatoot 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 the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B And when he plays boogie woogie bugle He''s as busy as a bzz bee And when he plays he makes the company jump Eight to click here