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Beat The Drum
I still hear the snares in the square
Colours ablaze in the evening
The air was still down the stormy hills
It's good to be young and daring
She was the pride of the summer that year
She was my sweetheart, my lady
We walked to Black Rock and stopped by the Loch
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young
(Chorus)
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, Beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum
Across the bay I still hear the strains
The two step loud and blaring
We walked hand and hand to the beat of the band
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young
(Chorus)
I still hear the snares in the square
Colours ablaze in the evening
She was the pride of the summer that year
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young...
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
like a heartbeat...
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum
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Beat the drum
like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
like a heartbeat...
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
It's good to be young...
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young and daring
She was the pride of the summer that year
Colours ablaze in the evening
I still hear the snares in the square
(Chorus)
It's good to be young
It's good to be young and daring
We walked hand and hand to the beat of the band
The two step loud and blaring
Across the bay I still hear the strains
Beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, Beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
(Chorus)
It's good to be young
It's good to be young and daring
We walked to Black Rock and stopped by the Loch
She was my sweetheart, my lady
She was the pride of the summer that year
It's good to be young and daring
The air was still down the stormy hills
Colours ablaze in the evening
I still hear the snares in the square
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| gBeat 5The eDrum |
| Bgeat T5he Derum |
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| nBeat hThe fDrum |
| Bneat Thhe Dfrum |
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| hBeat yThe rDrum |
| Bheat Tyhe Drrum |
| Beeat 6he crum |
| Bat 6The cDrum |
| Baet T6he Dcrum |
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| Bsat ghe srum |
| Bseat gThe sDrum |
| Besat Tghe Dsrum |
| B3at rhe |
| B3eat rThe Dum |
| Be3at Trhe Durm |
| Bfat Ddum |
| Bfeat Te Ddrum |
| Befat Teh Drdum |
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| Brat Tje D4um |
| Breat Tjhe D4rum |
| Berat Thje Dr4um |
| B4at Tue Dgum |
| B4eat Tuhe Dgrum |
| Be4at Thue Drgum |
| Bdat Tne Dtum |
| Bdeat Tnhe Dtrum |
| Bedat Thne Drtum |
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| Bwat Tbe D5um |
| Bweat Tbhe D5rum |
| Bewat Thbe Dr5um |
| Beaat Tge Dfum |
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