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.