[Verse]

Down by the harbor where the moonlight clings,

There's a man who can make the joint grow wings.

They call him William, with his swingin' flair,

A king of rhythm, debonair.

[Verse 2]

From Sydney streets to the Outback skies,

He’s got the moves that mesmerize.

The brass erupts, and the crowd takes flight,

Oh, William’s swingin’ sweet tonight.

[Chorus]

He’s the Australian King of Swing,

Bringing joy with every note he brings.

With a sly little grin and a trumpet’s tune,

He’ll sweep you right across the moon.

[Bridge]

He channels whispers of that 40's vibe,

Where muted trumpets hum and thrive.

Sleek as silk, smooth as old red wine,

His bebop beats are simply divine.

[Verse 3]

No matter the hall, no matter the floor,

William’s swing leaves you beggin' for more.

With a tilt of his hat and a knowing glance,

He’s got the whole country in a trance.

[Chorus]

He’s the Australian King of Swing,

Bringing joy with every note he brings.

With a sly little grin and a trumpet’s tune,

He’ll sweep you right across the moon.

The moon

The moon

The moon

[Verse 3]

No matter the hall, no matter the floor,

William’s swing leaves you beggin' for more.

With a tilt of his hat and a knowing glance,

He’s got the whole country in a trance.

[Chorus]

He’s the Australian King of Swing,

Bringing joy with every note he brings.

With a sly little grin and a trumpet’s tune,

He’ll sweep you right across the moon.

Right across the moon

Right across the moon