Mel Tillis "Ten Thousand Drums" |
(Mel Tillis - Carl Smith) Waitin', waitin' for the redcoats to come But all I hear in my frozen ears is ten thousand drums Ten thousand drums Johnny, Johnny don't be afraid We can whip those redcoats settin' in the shade Settin' in the shade. We've got the best of all the rest Of Genereal Washington And when we meet those redcoats Watch them redcoats run Goin' down their drum, goin' down their drum. Listen, listen Johnny. better get your gun 'Cause there ain't puttin' soldiers behind ten thousand drums Behind ten thousand drums Runnin', runnin' Johnny, watch them run We finally whip those redcoats finally stop those drums We stop ten thousand drums. We're the best of all the rest Such Yankee son of a gun We can tell our mommies how we made them run Goin' down thier drum Goin' down their drum, goin' down their drum. Ten thousand drums, ten thousand drums... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |