Seventy-six trombones led the big parade
With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand
They were followed by rows and rows
Of the finest virtuosos
The cream of ev'ry famous band
Seventy-six trombones hit the counterpoint
While a hundred and ten cornets blazed away
To the rhythm of "March, march, march!"
All the kids began to march
And they're marching still right today
