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
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