Deck The Halls
Thomas Kinkade (Holiday) Lyrics

Come they told me, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
They came and informed me with a rhythmic sound

Our newborn king to see, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
We are here to visit the newly born king

Our finest gifts we bring, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
We are carrying our best presents to offer

To lay before the kind, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum
We want to set our offerings before the generous lord

Little baby, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
A small, charming infant

I am a poor girl too, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
I am also a humble maiden without wealth

I have no gifts to bring, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
I have nothing to present as a token of respect

That's fit to give the king, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
Anything worth presenting to the monarch

Pum-pum-pum, pum-pum-pum-pum, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum-pum
The rhythmic sound of drums and the sound of someone giving orders

Shall I play for you pa-rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum
May I entertain you with my drum playing skills?

Mary nodded, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
Mary agreed with a beat

The ox and the lamb kept time, little drummer boy
The animals kept the beat synchronized while the young musician played his instrument

I played my drums for him, ba-dum-pum-pum
I used my drum set and played for him

I played my best for him, ba-dum-pum-pum
I gave my all while performing for him

Then he smiled at me, ba-dum-pum-pum
That brought a smile to the face of the person I played the drums for

Little drummer boy smiled at me, ba-dum-pum-pum
I became happy when the young drummer flashed a smile my way

Our finest gifts we bring, ba-dum-pum-pum
We have carried our best presents with us

L-l-laying before our king, ba-dum-pum-pum
We are genuflecting and showing our respect to the king

(Brrra-da-duh-num, pum-pum, brrra-da-duh-num
A patter of drums and rhythms

Duh-nuh-dum-dum, duh-duh-duh-dum, da-dum-dum-dum, dum
A constant succession of percussive beats and rhythms

Hey little drummer boy
Hey, young musician

Oh little drummer boy, brra-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
Oh young drummer

I am a poor girl too, what shall I play for you, brra-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
I am a humble maiden, what can I perform for you?

I have no gift to bring, that's fit to give the king, brra-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-dah
I have nothing worthy of presenting to the monarch

(Rum-pum) Rum-pum-pum-pum, (Pum-pum) Rum-pum-pum-pum
The sound of a constant beat and drums rolling

When we come, on my drum, me and my drum
When we come, I would like to entertain you with my drums

(Little drummer boy), we bringin' our finest gifts to lay before the king
The young drummer and I have carried our best presents to offer the king our respects

Rum-rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-rum-pum-pum-pum, oh
A repeated sound of percussions

Rum-pum-pum-pum, fum-pum-pum-pum
The constant sound of drums and beats

Rum-pum-pum-pum, oh, fa-fa-fa-fa
A repeated sound of percussions and syllables