Ten Thousand Drums

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