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SEVENTY-SIX TROMBONES (Meredith Wilson) Recorded by: Craig Bierko; Stanley Black; Boston Pops Orch.; Empire Brass; Arthur Fiedler; Jimmy Giuffre; Arthur Godfrey; Hit Crew; Houston Symphony Orch.; Van Johnson; King Brothers; Peter Knight Orch.; Michael Kosarin; André Kostelanetz; Erich Kunzel; London Promenade Orch.; Henry Mancini; Mormon Tabernacle Choir; Robert Preston; Denis Quilley; River City Brass Band; Lalo Schifrin; Dinah Shore; South Shore Concert Band; Bryn Terfel; United States Air Force Band; Joe Wilder; John Williams. Harold: 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 virtuo- Sos, the cream of ev'ry famous band. Seventy-six trombones caught the morning sun With a hundred and ten cornets right behind There were more than a thousand reeds Springing up like weeds There were horns of ev'ry shape and kind. There were copper bottom tympani in horse platoons Thundering, thundering all along the way. Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons, Each bassoon having it's big, fat say! There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery Thundering, thundering louder than before Clarinets of ev'ry size And trumpeters who'd improvise A full octave higher than the score! ********************** SEVENTY SIX TROMBONES (Vera Lynn) fr "The Music Man" 1957 Musical Meredith Willson 1957 as rec by Vera Lynn 1957 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 every famous band! Seventy-six trombones caught the morning sun, With a hundred and ten cornets right behind. There were more than a thousand reeds Springing up like weeds, There were horns of every shape and kind. There were copper-bottomed tympani in horse platoons, Thundering, thundering all along the way. Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons, Each bassoon having its big fat say! There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery, Thundering, thundering louder than before. Clarinets of every size And trumpeters who'd improvise, A full octave higher than the score! Seventy six trombones led the big parade When the order to march rang out loud and clear, Starting off with a big bang bong On the chinese gong By a big bang bonger at the rear. Seventy six trombones hit the counterpoint, While a hundred and ten cornets played the air. Then I modestly took my place As the one and only bass, And I umpahed up and down the square. Ba-ba-ba-bum-bum-bum, bum-ba-bum-ba-bum, Ba-ba-ba-bum-bum-bum, bum-ba-bum. Ba-ba-ba-bum-bum-bum, bum-ba-bum-ba-bum-ba-bum, Bum-ba-bum, ba-bum-ba-bum-ba-bum, Seventy six trombones hit the counterpoint, While a hundred and ten cornets played the air. Then I modestly took my place As the one and only bass, And I umpah,umpah, umpahpahed, And I umpahed up and down the square. (Transcribed by Peter Akers - August 2012)

    


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