Little Drummerboy

You have spent all your golden years
Waving flags, counting senseless tears
Joined the war as an upright son
Hit man is dead, so well, you took the gun

Where´re you at, little Drummer Boy
Were the foregone words your last goodbye
You have seen a thousand dying men
Will You ever, ever play again

Little Drummer Boy, play!
Handsome Drummer Boy, play!
Loving Drummer Boy, play!
Giving Drummer Boy, play!

I have missed you for moons and years
On my mind my childish tears
Disjoined the war as a righteous man
Weapons and arms in my ban

Oh, I was in love, little Drummer Boy
Could never express my last goodbye
And the longing will always remain
Will You ever, ever play again

Little Drummer Boy, play...

I come back to my native place
Fall into a state of deep disgrace
Mum is dead. Well, just as Dad.
Our house seems to moan, garden´s overgrown

On the lawn my search begins
In between tin soldiers' limbs
I find you with a desperate look
Lying lonesome in my sandpit´s nook