Translation: Linda Eder. The Little Drummeer Boy (Carol Of The Drum).
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A ROAD TO NOWHERE WRITERS GERRY GOFFIN, CAROLE KING I tried to hang on for as long as I could But now I can see that it just ain't no good Our love
trees The redbones are howling down by Wilson's Bridge The lawmen stand waiting upon Deadman's Ridge Chorus Ooh Carolina so dark I can't see Ooh Carolina
live there they live in Hollywood It ain't about where you at, it's about where you from If you ever go back they might hit you with a drum You a G
Four calling birds Three french hens Two turtle doves and A partridge in a pear tree. On the Twelfth day of Christmas, My true love gave to me: Twelve drummers drumming
crew like pages I rip you from the backyard, and (?) in stages (A+) A plus the lyrically superb one, spittin rhymes from the top of the tongue to burn ya ear drums
(Stephanie Bentley/Carol Ann Brown) Mrs.Johnsons's in the kitchen Cookin' up a TV dinner for the mister And uptown there's a couple havin' sushi Served
spendin' 50 on a whip, buy a clip" Mental flip, got a thousand tracks thought on a chip Said he had mad toys to make noise You split and separate drums
pages I'll rip you from the backyard park chances stays it A plus the lyrically superb one spittin' rhymes From the top of the tongue to burn ya ear drums
Every year when summer comes around They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air Well, from Carol
your crew like pages I'll rip you from the backyard of (? ) ... (a+) A plus the lyrically superb one, spittin rhymes From the top of the tongue to burn ya ear drums
(O Holy night, the stars are brightly shining) (It is the night of our dear Savior's birth) Christmas choir, Christmas choir Christmas carols 'round
him) Carol, you're a foolish fool (carol, oh-oh, girl!) You don't really need him Carol carol Carol carol Fool fool Fool Carol, you fool You wanna
inside Come on, step inside, don't walk on by Step inside Come on, step inside Sequins on his shirt, Stevie's up for dancing Always been a flirt, Carol
spendin' 50 on a whip, buy equip" Mental flip, got a thousand tracks stored on a chip Said he had mad toys to make noise You split and separate drums
there they live in Hollywood It ain't about where you at it's about where you from If you ever go back they might hit you with a drum (bah) You a g