Drumming in the revolution

Walks a boy of giant soul.

“Common Sense” he heard, and listened,

Now he marches to the goal.

Rattle and beat, with a beat repeating,

Dum, diddi dum, diddi dum, dum, dum!

He’ll be a man ere the war is over,

And many a lad will add to the sum.

Dum diddi dum, it is growing louder,

Freedom-lovers with muskets run,

Run to defend their homes and loved ones

From King George minions, the rotten bum!

Young and old are fighting fiercely!

Never, never, will they give in!

All at once, and all forever,

On to that place man’s never been!

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