Verse 1There Won't Be Trumpets Or Bolts Of FireTo Say He's Coming.No Roman Candles, No Angels' Choir,No Sound Of Distant Drumming.He May Not Be The Cavalier,Tall And Graceful, Fair And Strong.Doesn't Matter, Just As Long As He Comes A - Long!Verse 2But Not With Trumpets Or Lightning FlashingOr Shining Armor.He May Be Daring, He May Be Dashing,Or Maybe He's A Farmer.We Can Wait, What's Another Day?He Has Lots Of Hills To Climb.And A HeroDoesn't Come Till The Nick Of Time!Verse 3Don't Look For Trumpets Or Whistles TootingTo Guarantee Him!There Won't Be Trumpets, But Sure As ShootingYou'll Know Him When You See Him!Don't Know When, Don't Know Where,And I Can't Even Say That I Care!All I Know Is, The Minute You TurnAnd He's Suddenly There,You Won't Need Trumpets!There Are No Trumpets!Who Needs Trumpets?
