文本歌词

膏牙牙 - Following The Drum
Once I slept on a feather bed
With blankets woven warm
Now I'm glad to lay my head
On a cloak that's old and torn
So sing with me a merry catch
As summer days will come
My love he is a soldier boy
So I'm following the drum
With a pat a pat a tat
And a rattle and a scrat
And the beat of a marching song
Oh I lame and tired
But still I smile
And so I follow him
Oh I lame and tired
But still I smile
And so I follow him
Once I slept on a feather bed
With blankets woven warm
Now I'm glad to lay my head
On a cloak that's old and torn
So sing with me a merry catch
As summer days will come
My love he is a soldier boy
So I'm following the drum
With a pat a pat a tat
And a rattle and a scrat
And the beat of a marching song
Oh I lame and tired
But still I smile
And so I follow him
Oh I lame and tired
But still I smile
And so I follow him