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
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 a band
And now the company jumps
When he plays reveille
He's the boogie-woogie bugle boy of Company B