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 called to 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 Cap’n seemed to understand
Because the next thing 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- titiali- toot
He blows an eight to the bar
In boogie rhythm
He can’t blow a note
Unless the bass and guitar
Are playing 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

And when he plays boogie woogie bugle
He was busy and an buzzzzy bee
He makes the company jump
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 them 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 them up
When he plays reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy
Of Company B

And the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He’s the boogie woogie bugle boy
Of Company B