I have a friend in you, oh Mr Clarinet

You make me laugh, and then cry like the song of the clarinet.

Marry me, marry me alive O

I put on my coat of trumpets

Will she be there? Is my piccolo on straight?

Her white stockings and red dress that goes

swish, swish, swish around her legs of lace

Marry me, marry me alive O

Could you tell her

Would you tell her for me,

oh Mr Clarinet confidant

That I love her, love her, oh love her

I love her but I can't [wait]

Marry me, marry me alive O

Oh maybe, oh maybe lie down

I love her, love her, love her

Love her love her love her love her