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I heard drums in the distance,
Calling me, come and explore,
It's a new drum beat,
I've never heard before.

As I draw closer, I like what I see,
What I see likes me,
Could be the little drummer boy,
I have always been searching
for.

He was the most beautiful boy,
I had ever seen. I wanted that
boy with all my young passion.
To take him home with me.

Love, play with him, hold and
comfort him in the evening.
Be with him forever.

On a balmy night, you walked
by,
My heart went soaring to the
sky,
A gentle breeze blew you my way,

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