Track 4 of the album Horizon Songs · 2013
Put Your Feet Up, Maestro
“A cheeky one for our director, who never sits down. He pretended not to like it and then asked for the sheet music.”
classical crossover · choral swing · playful pop · 2:49
Lyrics
You've waved your baton for a lifetime of years Through the rehearsals and bows and the cheers Now lay down the score, close the lid on the stand There's a deckchair waiting, and a drink in your hand No more early calls, no more last-minute change No more cellos that wander out of range Let the second violins sort themselves out It's the sweetest of sounds when there's nothing to shout Clap, clap, clap for the man Who kept the whole band in the plan Put your feet up, maestro, the music can play Put your feet up, maestro, it's your holiday Every note you gave us is ringing today Put your feet up, maestro, we'll take it away Hey, hey, take a bow, then take a seat Put your feet up, maestro, and tap to the beat There's a garden of roses that needs your attention A pile of old records too many to mention Take your time with the paper, take your time with the tea The best kind of tempo is easy and free Clap, clap, clap for the man Who kept the whole band in the plan Put your feet up, maestro, the music can play Put your feet up, maestro, it's your holiday Every note you gave us is ringing today Put your feet up, maestro, we'll take it away Hey, hey, take a bow, then take a seat Put your feet up, maestro, and tap to the beat One more bow, and one more cheer Thank you for the years, we're glad you're here Put your feet up, maestro, the music can play Put your feet up, maestro, it's your holiday Every note you gave us is ringing today Put your feet up, maestro, we'll take it away Hey, hey, take a bow, then take a seat Put your feet up, maestro, and tap to the beat Put your feet up, maestro