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Lyricist: Prefab Sprout
Lyrics:
Where'd you find that trumpet, Billy I said where'd you find that trumpet, Bill He said I found it on some wasteland Buried in the snow How'd you learn to play it, William How'd you learn to play it, Bill He said I sat down on a doorstep And practiced long and slow I let my feelings show I let my feelings show Trumpets come, trumpets go It's amazing what gets left out in the snow I let my feelings show I let my feelings show Trumpets come, trumpets go It's amazing what gets left out in the snow I'm in love with Susan, Billy I said I'm in love with Susan, Bill Her smile is like a fairground I'm basking in the glow I got no gift for music, William I got no gift for music, Bill He said sing a song of sixpence Steady as you go
Let your feelings show Let your feelings show Trumpets come, trumpets go It's amazing what gets left out in the snow Let your feelings show Let your feelings show Trumpets come, trumpets go It's amazing what gets left out in the snow Tell me all your secrets, Billy I said tell me all your secrets, Bill Lead me to your doorstep There's so much I don't know I'm in love with Susan, Billy I said I'm in love with Susan, Bill Her smile is like a fairground I'm basking in the glow Let your feelings show Let your feelings show
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