Little Drummer Boy
Rolf Harris Lyrics

Two little boys had two little toys
Two children had two small playthings.

Each had a wooden horse
Each of the boys owned a toy horse made of wood.

Gaily they played each summer's day
They happily played together during the warm season.

Warriors both of course
They pretended to be warriors.

One little chap then had a mishap
One of the boys had an accident.

Broke off his horse's head
The wooden horse's head broke off.

Wept for his toy then cried with joy
He initially cried over the loss of his toy, but then was happy again.

As his young playmate said
His friend spoke up.

Did you think I would leave you crying
Did you believe I would abandon you when you are upset.

When there's room on my horse for two
There is enough space for both of us on my toy horse.

Climb up here Jack and don't be crying
Get on the toy horse with me, Jack, and don't cry anymore.

I can go just as fast with two
The toy horse can still move quickly even with two people on it.

When we grow up we'll both be soldiers
When we become adults, we will both serve in the military.

And our horses will not be toys
Our horses will not be made of wood anymore.

And I wonder if we'll remember
I am curious if we will recall.

Long years has passed, war came so fast
Many years had gone by, then war occurred suddenly.

Bravely they marched away
They went off to war courageously.

Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd
The loud sound of cannons and chaos surrounded them.

Wounded and dying lay
There were injured and dying people lying on the ground.

Up goes a shout, a horse dashes out
Suddenly, shouting is heard and a horse gallops forward.

Out from the ranks so blue
It emerged from a group of soldiers wearing blue uniforms.

Gallops away to where Joe lay
It ran to where Joe was lying.

Then came a voice he knew
He heard a familiar voice.

Did you think I would leave you dying
Did you believe I would abandon you when you are dying.

Did you say Joe I'm all a-tremble
Did you say that you are trembling, Joe?

Perhaps it's the battle's noise
Maybe it's because of the sounds of the war.

But I think it's that I remember
But I believe it's because I recall something.

There's room on my horse for two
There is enough space for both of us on the horse.

Climb up here Joe, we'll soon by flying
Get on the horse with me, Joe, we will soon be moving like we're flying.

Back to the ranks so blue
We will go back to the group of soldiers in blue uniforms.

Can you feel Joe I'm all a tremble
Do you feel that I am trembling, Joe?

But I think it's that I remember
But I believe it's because I recall something.

When we were two little boys
When we were just children playing together.