Harworth Brass ballad

(Verse 1) In Harworth's little nook, where the brass band convenes, They gather in the hall, amid jovial scenes. With the conductor's bounce, and a lively beat, The players assemble, to make music sweet. (Chorus) With soprano's high trill, piercing through the air, And cornet's playful tunes, beyond compare. Flugelhorn's soft tone, like a gentle breeze, While tenor horn adds depth, with effortless ease. (Verse 2) Baritone bellows out, with its mighty roar, As trombones slide and sway, across the floor. Bass trombone booms low, like a rumbling train, And euphonium's rich notes, bring joy again. (Chorus) With soprano's high trill, piercing through the air, And cornet's playful tunes, beyond compare. Flugelhorn's soft tone, like a gentle breeze, While tenor horn adds depth, with effortless ease. (Bridge) The tubas join in, with their deep and mellow sound, While tenor trombones, bring their brilliance around. And percussion adds rhythm, with a playful flair, Completing the ensemble, with music rare. (Chorus) With soprano's high trill, piercing through the air, And cornet's playful tunes, beyond compare. Flugelhorn's soft tone, like a gentle breeze, While the band plays on, with effortless ease. (Outro) So here's to Harworth Brass band, with their joyful crew, Bringing laughter and music, to me and to you. With the conductor's bounce, and instruments in tow, They'll keep playing and laughing, wherever they go!