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 he's 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 the 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 toodlie-a-da-toot He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playin' with him 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 '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 the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B