Lyrics:
As a boy I had a gig with a travelin' showWay back in '63We did a little pickin' for the soldier boysOf General Bobby LeeBut when we got to Pennsylvania,I knew there'd be a changeWe caught up with some boys from GeorgiaAnd I heard one of them sayDon't tell the bandThe devil's on his wayDon't tell the bandJust let the music playLater on I had a job pouring gin and rumOn the grand queen of the seaWe set out on our first transatlantic voyageHeaded for New York CityBut when I felt that lady shudderI knew there'd be a changeI saw the captain grab the first mateAnd I thought I heard him sayDon't tell the bandThe devil's on his wayDon't tell the bandJust let the music playJust let the music playIn the Restaurant at the End of the UniverseIn the year 3010I was listenin' to the Good Old Interstellar BoysPlayin' 'Let It Be' againBut when I heard the trumpet soundingI knew there'd be a changeA prophet wearin' robes appeared before usAnd he looked at me and saidDon't tell the bandThe devil's on his wayDon't tell the bandJust let the music playDon't tell the bandThe devil's on his wayDon't tell the bandJust let the music playJust let the music playJust let the music play