Drummer Man

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry

Daddy works in a rock and roll band

He's a drummer man

Plays all night in a crummy dive

Down on Lincoln

StreetLiving in a rat trap, hassle

And a-hustle with the welfare plan

Lord, it's tough when you're living

With a dream of a drummer man

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry

Don't you know, little baby, bye and bye

Daddy's really going to make it big

Like Ringo done, be a

Hollywood cat

And live up in the canyon

Where the sun shines

If we can just hold on till

We find that once in a lifetime plan

Oh, Lord, it hurts to be living

With a dream of a drummer man

He's a drummer man, that's what he is

And I love him so and

I clean his jeans

And I dry his tears, when the breaks don't come

And it ain't no fun

He's my man and he's a real good drummer

It's a bummer when you've got to play the nickel

And the dime, kind of job that don't pay enough

To buy a can of beans, chicken bone's clean

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry

Daddy works in a rock and roll band

He's a drummer man

He beats out time, drinks a lot of

Bad wine down on

Lincoln Street

One day daddy's going to be a star

But in the meantime, oh

Lord, it's tough

To be living with a dream of a drummer man

Child, it's tough but your daddy

Is a dream of a drummer man