Ten Thousand Drums

(Mel Tillis - Carl Smith)



Waitin', waitin' for the redcoats to come

But all I hear in my frozen ears is ten thousand drums

Ten thousand drums

Johnny, Johnny don't be afraid

We can whip those redcoats settin' in the shade

Settin' in the shade.



We've got the best of all the rest

Of Genereal Washington

And when we meet those redcoats

Watch them redcoats run

Goin' down their drum, goin' down their drum.



Listen, listen Johnny. better get your gun

'Cause there ain't puttin' soldiers behind ten thousand drums

Behind ten thousand drums

Runnin', runnin' Johnny, watch them run

We finally whip those redcoats finally stop those drums

We stop ten thousand drums.



We're the best of all the rest

Such Yankee son of a gun

We can tell our mommies how we made them run

Goin' down thier drum

Goin' down their drum, goin' down their drum.



Ten thousand drums, ten thousand drums...