Luyện nghe bài hát Pittsville Drum & Bugle Corp

He wakes up every Sunday morning with a on his face
Today's the day he's waitin' for
He cleans his bugle and packs it in it's
He's in the Pittsville and Bugle Corp
played every parade from here to Buffalo
Jay Cee's always ask 'em for more
They know every football field everywhere go
Pittsville Drum And Bugle
Don't ask him what in this business for
Everybody knows don't get paid
When those girls stand the street
And him marching by
Sometimes they and they wave
They practice every Thursday the sun sets in the west
Fame and fortune isn't what they're for
They smile at one another 'cause they know they're the best
Pittsville And Bugle Corp
You'll often see him in the music
Playin' the one he'd to own
And the old man in the
Puts the music on the
And recalls the buglers he's known
He up Monday morning
Feeling good about his
Back from a three day tour
with a woman
That he hopes to his wife
She's in the Pittsville Drum And Bugle