There Won't Be Trumpets (Live)

Those smug little men

With their smug little schemes

They forgot one thing

The play isn't over by a long shot yet!

There are heroes in the world

Princes and heroes in the world

And one of them will save us!

Wait and see!

Wait and see!

There won't be trumpets or bolts of fire

To say he's coming

No Roman candles, no angels' choir

No sound of distant drumming

He may not be the cavalier

Tall and graceful, fair and strong

Doesn't matter

Just as long as he comes along!

But not with trumpets or lightning flashing

Or shining armor

He may be daring, he may be dashing

Or maybe he's a farmer

We can wait—what's another day?

He has lots of hills to climb

And a hero doesn't come

Till the nick of time!

Don't look for trumpets or whistles tooting

To guarantee him

There won't be trumpets, but sure as shooting

You'll know him when you see him!

Don't know when, don't know where

And I can't even say that I care!

All I know is, the minute you turn

And he's suddenly there

There won't be trumpets!

There are no trumpets!

Who needs trumpets?