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.
This song was brought to you, in part, by my new army haircut. Too much hair had fallen out, so I went with the "high and tight" this morning. Who knows? That might be gone soon, too. We'll see...