Would you join a Slow Marching Band ?
And take pleasure in your leaving
As the ferry sails and tears are dried
And cows come home at evening.
Could you get behind a Slow Marching Band ?
- Join together in the passing
Of all we shared through yesterdays
In sorrows neverlasting.
Take a hand and take a bow
You played for me, thats all for now
Oh, and never mond the words just hum
Along and keep on going.
Walk on slowly - don't look behind you
Don't say goodbye, love. I won't remind you.
Dream of me as the nights draw cold
Still marking time through Winter
You paid the piper and called the tune
And you marched the band away.
Side 1: Broadsword
Tull Jethro - Slow Marching Band Lyrics
Tull Jethro - Slow Marching Band Lyrics
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Would you join a Slow Marching Band ?
And take pleasure in your leaving
As the ferry sails and tears are dried
And cows come home at evening.
Could you get behind a Slow Marching Band ?
- Join together in the passing
Of all we shared through yesterdays
In sorrows neverlasting.
Take a hand and take a bow
You played for me, thats all for now
Oh, and never mond the words just hum
Along and keep on going.
Walk on slowly - don't look behind you
Don't say goodbye, love. I won't remind you.
Dream of me as the nights draw cold
Still marking time through Winter
You paid the piper and called the tune
And you marched the band away.
Side 1: Broadsword
And take pleasure in your leaving
As the ferry sails and tears are dried
And cows come home at evening.
Could you get behind a Slow Marching Band ?
- Join together in the passing
Of all we shared through yesterdays
In sorrows neverlasting.
Take a hand and take a bow
You played for me, thats all for now
Oh, and never mond the words just hum
Along and keep on going.
Walk on slowly - don't look behind you
Don't say goodbye, love. I won't remind you.
Dream of me as the nights draw cold
Still marking time through Winter
You paid the piper and called the tune
And you marched the band away.
Side 1: Broadsword
Writer: IAN ANDERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management