I hear a drum in the distancethe rhythm quick and steady beIt reminds me of the seamanOf a time when sailing wasBeat to quarters Mr. ClarenceTo the foresail if you please,Look lively now to the tops'ailRig the ship to match the needYour 12 drummers should remind usOf the promise He has made;Freedom from our earthly toilLife for those who believeGood luck to you in this new year!
Thank you John! All is starting with a good strong wind and full sails.
A drummer who breaks up with his girlfriend is homeless.
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