I still hear the snares in the square

Colours ablaze in the evening

The air was still down the stormy hills

It's good to be young and daring



She was the pride of the summer that year

She was my sweetheart, my lady

We walked to Black Rock and stopped by the Loch

It's good to be young and daring





Beat the drum, Beat the drum

Like a heartbeat, Lonely and Strong

Beat the Drum



Across the bay I can still hear the strains

The two step loud and blaring

We walked hand and hand to the beat of the band

It's good to be young and daring



I still hear the snares in the square

Colours ablaze in the evening

She was the pride of the summer that year

It's good to be young and daring