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To March in a Parade


I think it's pretty neat All the people I get to meet Got my hair pulled back with some hair pins Standing around because I know it's going to begin The kids get something sweet A nice little candy treat No ones getting paid To march in a parade But the smiles we make Makes us want to stay Marching down the street It's starting to hurt my feet Look over see the kids smilin' Glad because I'm not playing violin Watching us move along to the beat Making our way down the street No ones getting paid To march in a parade But the smiles we make Makes us want to stay With instruments in their hands You start to see the band Playing without a music stand And the drum major gives them the command Just waiting to catch a sneak Of the wonderful beat Coming around the turn Seeing someone get a sunburn Sitting outside in the heat People line the streets Because they knew it was that time of the week
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