So we waved our hands as we marched along And the people smiled as we sang our song And the world was saved as they listened to the band And the banner-man held the banner high He was ten feet tall and he touched the sky And I wish that I could be a banner-man And the drums went boom and the cornets play And the tuba "umbad" all the way And the kids and the dogs were laughing as they ran And the banner-man held the banner high With an allelujah in his eye And I wish that I could be a banner-man Glory, glory, glory Listen to the band Sing that same old story Ain't it something grand To be good as you can Like a banner-man So we reached the square on the top of the hill And the music stopped and we stood quite still And a few were saved and the people said: "Amen" Then we all got up and we formed a queue And the drums went bang as the trumpets blew And we marched back down into the town again Glory, glory, glory Listen to the band Sing that same old story Ain't it something grand To be good as you can Like a banner-man Lalala.. Oh, glory, glory, glory Listen to the band Sing that same old story Ain't it something grand Lalala.. Oh, yeah! Glory, glory, glory Listen to the band Sing that same old story Ain't it something grand