Before the parade
Passes by
I'm gonna go and
Taste Saturday's
High life
Before the parade
Passes by
I'm gonna get some
Life back into
My life
I'm ready to
Move out in front
I've had enough of
Just passing by life
With the rest of them
With the best of them
I can hold my head
Up high
For I've got a
Goal again
I've got a drive
Again
I've gotta feel
My heart coming alive
Again
Before the parade
Passes by
Look at that crowd
Up ahead
Listen and hear
That brass harmony
Growing
Look at that crowd
Up ahead
Pardon me if my
Old spirit is
Showing
All of those lights
Over there...seem to
Be telling me
Where I'm going
When the whistles
Blow and the cymbals
Crash
And the sparklers
Light up the sky
I'm gonna raise
The roof
I'm gonna carry on
Give me an old
Trombone
Give me an old
Baton
Before the parade
Passes by
When the parade
Passes by
Listen and hear that
Brass harmony
Growing
When the parade
Passes by
Pardon me if my
Old spirit is
Showing
All of those lights
Over there
Seem to be telling
Me where I'm going
When the whistle blows
And the cymbals crash
And the sparklers
Light the sky
I'm gonna raise
The roof
I'm gonna carry on
Give me an old
Trombone, give me
An old baton
Before the parade
Passes by
I'm gonna raise
The roof
I'm gonna carry on
Give me an old
Trombone
Give me an old
Baton
Before the parade
Passes by... !