Nancy Sinatra - Drummer Man

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Daddy works in a rock and roll band He's a Drummer Man Plays all night in a crummy dive down on Lincoln Street Living in a rat trap, hassle and a-hustle with the welfare plan Lord, it's tough when you're living with a dream Of a Drummer Man Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Don't you know, little baby, bye and bye Daddy's really going to make it big like Ringo done Be a Hollywood cat and live up in the canyon where the sun shines If we can just hold on till we find that once in a lifetime plan Oh, Lord, it hurts to be living with a dream Of a Drummer Man He's a Drummer Man-that's what he is And I love him so And I clean his jeans And I dry his tears When the breaks don't come, and it ain't no fun He's my man and he's a real good drummer It's a bummer when you've got to play the nickel and the dime Kind of job that don't pay enough to buy a can of beans Chicken bone's clean Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Daddy works in a rock and roll band He's a Drummer Man He beats out time, drinks a lot of bad wine down on Lincoln Street One day Daddy's going to be a star But in the meantime- Oh, Lord, it's tough to be living with a dream Of a Drummer Man Child it's tough but your Daddy is a dream Of a Drummer Man