[Verse]

William, the king of the Down Under tune,

Stirring the night ‘neath the silver moon.

With a sly little smirk, and a rhythm so sleek,

His baton guides the band, week after week.

[Verse 2]

His notes jump lively, high hats sway,

The revelers jive till the dawn of day.

A groover's delight, with a bebop sting,

Oh, William’s the boss when the brass takes wing.

[Chorus]

He’s the bumblebee’s buzz, the pied piper’s fling,

The slick-talking cat with a soul that sings.

His sound’s a tease, smooth as fine wine,

Swing me, William, till the stars align.

[Bridge]

From the Shire to the skies, the melodies roam,

Every listener swears they’ve found a new home.

Gypsy guitars and a reed’s sweet plea,

William’s music flows wild as the sea.

[Bridge]

From the Shire to the skies, the melodies roam,

Every listener swears they’ve found a new home.

Gypsy guitars and a reed’s sweet plea,

William’s music flows wild as the sea.

[Verse 3]

From a slow jazzy croon to a blare bright and hot,

William’s baton hits the perfect sweet spot.

A crowd full of dreams gently sways in his hand,

Oh, how they adore his legendary band.

[Chorus]

He’s the bumblebee’s buzz, the pied pied piper’s fling,

The slick-talking cat with a soul that sings.

His sound’s a tease, smooth as fine wine,

Swing me, William, till the stars align.