Oh, little drummer boy,
Standing tall and proud.
Next to all the soldiers
Who so bravely march around

Oh, little drummer boy,
Marching with the rest
Pounding in your drum
Step by
Step by
Step

Oh, little drummer boy,
Leading them all in tune.
A repeating pattern that never ceases,
Whether sunshine or monsoon.

Oh, little drummer boy,
Lying on the ground.
The drumming no longer means much
While you are bleeding out.

Oh, little drummer boy,
That once smiled so brightly,
Now the soldiers
Can only see you nightly.