Carl Smith
Carl Smith - Ten Thousand Drums songtekst
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Waiting, waiting For the Redcoats to come But all I hear In my frozen ear is Ten thousand drums Ten thousand drums Johnny, Johnny Don't be afraid We can whip those Redcoats Setting in the shade Setting in the shade We've got the best of all the rest In General Washington And when we meet those Redcoats Watch those Redcoats run Blowing down their drums Blowing down their drums Listen, listen Johnny, better get your gun Cause we ain't wooden soldiers Behind ten thousand drums Behind ten thousand drums Running, running Johnny, watch them run We finally whipped those Redcoats Finally stopped those drums We stopped ten thousand drums We're the best of all the rest Us Yankee son of a gun We can tell our Mammy How we made them run Blowing down their drums Blowing down their drums We're the best of all the rest Us Yankee son of a gun We can tell our Mammy How we made them run Blowing down their drums Blowing down their drums Ten thousand drums