THE DRUM OF LITTLE TINTEN - A SONG
On drum my Tinten played a note
One dum dum dum I remember,
He played it in the month of March
In September and December.
And how he loved that little drum
And sticks of fibre and of wood,
He played it with a sweeter smile
And all he played was soft and good.
My Tinten was of age but three
When first I bought for him the drum:
He looked at me, he looked at drum,
How happy then did he become!
And when he grew to age of six,
When he was still and still a boy,
He said, "My dad, this drum, it is
The greatest gift that brought me joy"
And when he was of age but seven
My fair and little Tinten died,
My little boy, he walked to heaven
And oh, this drum was left aside
Now no one plays on it a song,
No dum dum dum is played on it,
"The drum is silent as I am"
As on his headstone it is writ.
By yours, Jay, "The Silver Bells"
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