Drummer Boy

Come they told me,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum;
a new born King to see,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum.
Our finest gifts we bring,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum,
to lay before the King,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum,
so to honor Him,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum,
when we come.


Little baby,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum,
I am a poor boy too,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum.
I have no gift to bring,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum,
that's fit to give the King,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum.
Shall I play for You,
pa-rum-pum-pum-pum,
on my drum?

Shall I play for You?
Shall I play for You?
Mary looked at me a nodded.
The ox and lamb kept time.
Oh, I played my drum for Him,
I played my best for Christ!

I played my best for Christ!

Then he smiled at me.