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Trumpet Sounds - Lonnie Donegan
By a jazz club window a young boy stood one day
To hear the band rehearsing
The tunes that they would play
While they wouldn't let him inside
Cuz there wasn't any room in there
And when asked why he listened
He said I'm just wondering where
Where shall I be when that first trumpet sounds
Where shall I be when it sounds so loud
It sounds so loud as gonna wake up the dead
Oh the tell me up
Where shall I be when it sounds
Maybe I'll be swinging on down that dusty road
Well I'm wondering why without
Bring me such a big
Bring me oh lord
Beagain nobody seems to bother if I live or if I die
But when that fan starts swinging my soul begins to fly
Where shall I be when that first trumpet sounds
Oh to tell me
Where shall I be when it sounds so loud
When it sounds so loud as gonna wake up the dead
Where shall I be when it sounds
If I reach a hundred I won't be satisfied
Until I hear that trumpet swinging only by my side
Well I won't know where I'm heading
And the way there isn't very clear
But play that happy music it's all I wanna hear
Where shall I be when that first trumpet sounds
Where shall I be when it sounds so loud
It sounds so loud as gonna wake up the dead
Oh tell me where shall I be
I wanna know where
Where shall I be
Where shall I be
Where shall I be
When it over is something sounds
