Lyrics Drummer Man - Nancy Sinatra , Hal Blaine
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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