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Texty: Shirley Temple. Military Man.

When I hear the blast of a bugle
I know I soon will see
A Military Man
When I hear the sound of a drum
Rum tum my tum tum
I know I soon will see
A Military Man

I love a Military Man
I love a Military Man
I love a Military nurse

My, but it's so grand to see a Military Man
Everybody should want to be a Military Man
What a treat to marching feet the roll of a drum
What a treat to marching feet is the Rum tum
Rum my tum tum tum
In a crowd he looks so proud
A Military Man

In his uniform so spic and span
Hearts are filled with joy and they're thrilled with joy
When ever a march is played
For ev'rybody loves to see a soldier parade

It's
about to start
I hear The Rum tum tum
the fife and drum
and here they come
What a pretty sight to see

Joy is in your heart
You've got to swell with pride
As side by side so dignified
members of the infantry
Raise your voices high
And give a rousing cheer
When they appear
They know no fear
They're as brave as can be
Manly spirits based upon
the slogan "We must carry on"
Company attention,
forward march

My, but it's so grand to see a Military Man
Ev'ry boy should want to be a Military Man
What a treat to marching feet the roll of a drum
What a treat to marching feet is the Rum tum
Rum my tum tum tum
In a crowd he looks so proud
A Military Man
In his uniform so spic and span
Hearts are filled with joy and they're thrilled with joy
When ever a march is played
For ev'rybody loves to see a soldier parade