These troubled days just go on, on and on 

I'm losing sleep and I sink like a stone 

Wanna call the Maker on the phone 

Ask him where the magic has all gone 



And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 

See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky 

And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 

See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky 



And I'm leaving for good 

Oh, this time I am leaving for good 

This time is the right time, I'd stay if I could 

And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 



These troubled days just go on, on and on 

Seems like a waste just to try to be strong 

All this melancholy wears me down 

A sentimental breakdown is coming around 



And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 

See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky 

And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 

See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky 



And I'm leaving for good 

Oh, this time I am leaving for good 

This time is the right time, I'd stay if I could 

And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 

Yeah, the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb 

Oh, the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb