Drum
M.C. Taylor
I beat my drum
Everybody here to come running
I beat my drum
All the day
I'll rise, I'll rise
I'll rise in the morning
Take the good news
Carry it away
Take the good news
Spirit it away
Farmer shall wear
The green of his furrows
Ploughman shall heed
His teams through the day
The hunter shall still
His dangerous arrow
Take the good news
Spirit it away
Take the good news
Carry it away
And oh brother where have you been?
Down at the gate a-whilin'
Oh my father what shall I do?
Set 'em straight or no more souls come through
I beat my drum
Everybody here to come running
I beat my drum
All the day
I'll rise, I'll rise
I'll rise in the morning
Take the good news
And carry it away
Take the good news
And spirit it away