The Sound Of The Drum

I The cannon are a roaring, The battle has begun, I must stand and fight to protect hill 101, and though I'm afraid and I don't want to die, The sound of the beating drum makes me stand my ground with pride. ............................. (Chorus with drum roll and lead voice repeated after each stanza) ............................. Drummer boy, play your drum, Play it loud, play it clear, through the night, Play it hard, play it strong, Play it all through the long lonely fight. II My comrades all are falling, A thousand men have died, Bombs bursting all around me make me want to run and hide, And though I'm afraid and I don't want to die, The sound of the beating drum makes me stand my ground with pride. III My best friend Bill lies dying, His screams rend the air, He's calling to his mother as the tears fill my eyes, And though I'm afraid and I don't want to die, The sound of the beating drum makes me stand my ground with pride. IV The battle keeps a raging, By a bullet I am struck, I feel myself a slipping into the eternal night, And though I'm afraid and I don't want to die, The sound of the beating drum makes me stand my ground with pride. V For me the guns are silent, My soul is safe from harm, And I'll live forever but I'll never forget, That though I was afraid and I didn't want to die, The sound of the beating drum made me stand my ground with pride. ............................. Repeat Chorus and drum roll Drum Roll from Crescendo to minuendo Close with sound of trumpet ............................. Written March 11th, 2002 © on Mar 10 2002 03:56 PM PST   0 • 13