Strike Up The Band

We fought in 1917

Rum-ta-ta tum-tum-tum

And drove the tyrant from the scene

Rum-ta-ta tum-tum-tum

We're in a bigger, better war

For your patriotic pastime

We don't know what we're fighting for

But we didn't know the last time

So load the cannon, draw the blade

Rum-ta-ta tum-tum-tum

Come on and join the big parade

Rum-ta-ta tum-tum

Rum-ta-ta tum-tum

Rum-ta-ta tum-tum-tum

Let the drums roll out (Boom-boom-boom)

Let the trumpet call (Ta-ta-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)

While the people shout (Hooray!)

"Strike up the band"

Hear the cymbals ring (Tszing-tszing-tszing)

Calling one and all (Ta-ta-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta)

To the martial swing (Left, right)

Strike up the band

There is work to be done, to be done

There's a war to be won, to be won

Come you son of a son of a gun

Take your stand

Fall in line, yea bo

Come along, let's go

Hey, leader, strike up the band!

Let the drums roll out

Let the trumpet call

While the people shout

"Strike up the band"

Hear the cymbals ring

Calling one and all

To the martial swing

Strike up the band

There is work to be done, to be done

There's a war to be won, to be won

Come you son of a son of a gun

Take your stand

Fall in line, yea bo

Come along, let's go

Hey, leader, strike up the band!