[Verse]

Willy’s got a trumpet, and boy, it shines so bright,

He sways with the rhythm, under every spotlight.

From Sydney to the Outback, they all shout his name,

Willy’s the King of Swing, in fortune and in fame.

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy, give us that swing so fine,

From dusk till dawn, the groove’s divine.

Step to the tempo, let the melody ring,

All hail our captain, the King of Swing!

[Verse 2]

He winks at the ladies, with a sly little grin,

Slides down the scales where the jazz begins.

Shuffles his feet and he swirls the crowd,

Willy’s got the magic that makes us all proud.

[Bridge]

No need for curtain calls or fancy dress,

The smoothness of his sound is its own success.

From gypsy rhythms to bebop highs,

Willy’s charm is as endless as the Australian skies.

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy, give us that swing so fine,

From dusk till dawn, the groove’s divine.

Step to the tempo, let the melody ring,

All hail our captain, the King of Swing!

[Verse 3]

With a whistle and a hum, his songs unfold,

A melody’s warmth, rich and bold.

The TV’s tuned, the world takes note,

Willy the Idol is waiting for your vote.

Your vote.