Little Drummer Girl

To me, it seems like Christmas is lost

'Cause it's not about celebrating anymore

It's just about giving to receive

And the illest thing to me about the little drummer boy

Or the little drummer girl, in my case, I mean

Is that all that shorty had was her drum, that's it

And through her drum, she gave Jesus her soul

There ain't no amount of riches that could ever amount to that

Y'know what I'm sayin'?

Ba dee ah, ba dee ah

Come on, they told me

A newborn king to see

Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the king

So here we come

Oh, rum pum pum pum

Baby Jesus, I am a poor girl, too

I have no gift to bring

That's fit to give a king

Shall I play for you on my drum?

Mary nodded

The ox and lamb kept time

I played my drum for him

I played my best for him

Then he smiled at me, me and my drum

Me and my drum

Rum pum pum pum

Pa rum pum pum pum

Pa rum pum pum pum (oh yeah)

Pa rum pum pum pum (oh)

Pa rum pum pum pum

Pa rum pum pum pum (come on, they told me)

Pa rum pum pum pum (a newborn king to see)

Pa rum pum pum pum (can I play my drum for him?)

Pa rum pum pum pum