Slow Marching Band

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?

And 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; that's all for now,

oh, and never mind 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.

Take a hand and take a bow.

You played for me; that's all for now,

oh, and never mind 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.

Walk on slowly don't look behind you.

Don't say goodbye, love. I won't remind you.