He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago wayHe had a boogie style that no one else could playHe was the top man at his craftBut then his number came up and he was gone with the draftHe's in the army now blowing reveilleHe's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BThey made him blow a bugle for his Uncle SamIt really brought him down because he couldn't jamThe captain seemed to understandBecause the next day the Cap' went out and drafted a bandAnd now the company jumps when he plays reveilleHe's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BA root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot, he blows it eight to the bar, in boogie rhythmHe can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playing with himHe makes the company jump when he plays reveilleHe's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BHe was the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BAnd when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a beeAnd when he plays he makes the company jump eight to the barHe's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BHe blows it eight to the barHe can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with himThe company jumps when he plays reveilleHe's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BHe puts the boys to sleep with boogie every nightAnd wakes them up the same way in the early brightThey clap their hands and stamp their feetBecause they know how he plays when someone gives him a beatHe really breaks it up when he plays reveilleHe's boogie woogie bugle boy of Company BAnd the company jumps when he plays reveilleHe's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
