Finale

Lyrics

While a hundred and ten cornets played the air...
 Then I modestly took my place
 As the one and only bass
 Then I oompa'd up and down the square
 Good night my someone
 Good night my love
 With a hundred and ten cornets right behind
 Our star is shining
 It's brightest light
 There were horns
 Of every shape and kind...
 
 Sweet dreams be yours dear
 If dreams there be
 While a hundred and ten cornets played the air
 I wish I may
 And I wish I might
 Now good night
 My someone
 Good night.
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:17
Tempo
136 BPM

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