[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial stereotypes. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]
A 1903 popular song
Words by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Music by J. Rosamond Johnson
The sheet music:
Lyrics
- W’en de colored band comes marchin’ down de street
Don’t you people stan’ daih starin’, lif’ yo’ feet
Ain’t dey playin’ Hip, hoo-ray
Stir yo’ stumps an’ clear de way
Fu’ de music dat dey mekin’ can’t be beat
Oh, de maor man’s a-swingin’ of his stick
An’ de piccaninnies crowdin’ roun’ him thick
In his go’geous uniform
He’s de lightnin’ of de sto’m
An’ de little clouds erroun’ look mighty slick
Chorus
You kin hyeah a fine perfor’mance
W’en de white ban’s serenade
An’ dey play dey high-toned music
An’ de play it mighty sweet
But hit’s Sousa played in ragtime
An hit’s Rastus on Parade
W’en de colo’ed ban’ comes ma’chin’
Ma’chin’ down de street
- W’en de colored band comes marchin’ down de street
You kin hyeah de ladies all erroun’ repeat
“Ain’t day han’some, ain’t dey gran’
Ain’t dey splendid, goodness, lan’
W’y dey’s pu-fect f’om dey fo’heads to dey feet
An’ sich steppin’ to de music down de line
‘Tain’t de music by itself dat makes it fine
Hit’s de walkin’, step by step
An’ de keepin’ time wid “Hep”
Dat it mek a common ditty soun’ divine
Chorus
Oh, de white ban’ play hits music
An’ hit’s mighty good to hyeah
An’ hit sometimes leave a ticklin’
Leaves a ticklin’ in yo’ feet
But de hea’t goes into business
Fu’ to he’p erlong de eah
W’en de colo’ed ban’ comes ma’chin’
Ma’chin’ down de street