A man came from Las Vegas
And offered me a thousand dollars
He said: "You are going to be a Big Star!"
But when I got there
It was all untrue
I'd prefer to buy myself a Tyrolean hat
That suits me so well
That suits me so well
Then on Sunday evening I'll play brass band music
Always the same song
In San Remo a rich woman
Made big eyes at me
And said to me "Dear Bill
I'll marry marry you
But you must do what I want"
I'd prefer to buy myself a Tyrolean hat
That suits me so well
That suits me so well
Then on Sunday evening I'll play brass band music
Always the same song
The I joined the military
Boy, that was a hard life
The Corporal said:
"If you get promoted
You can become a General"
I'd prefer to buy myself a Tyrolean hat
That suits me so well
That suits me so well
Then on Sunday evening I'll play brass band music
Always the same song