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The Drums - The Republic Tigers

Marchin＇ to the beat of a drum

That＇s got no feet;

You＇ll never fall down;

No you＇ll never miss a step

Livin＇ in a cage so big you can＇t

See any bars; you＇ll have a

Comforting rhythm

But you＇ll never reach out far enough

I don＇t know what you ex pect of me

If I don＇t have; true love un der stands

Walkin＇ down the street

Well did you leave home

Without the shoes your mother made

Oh oh oh for your feet

Outside of that place now

For sure can＇t hear the drum

But did your heart stop

No you never heard it

＇Til now

Oh oh oh until now

I don＇t know what you ex pect of me

If I don＇t have; true love un der stands

I don＇t know what you ex pect of me

And if I I don＇t have it

But this is what we both think it is

Well then true love would

Have to

Love would

Surely understand

It would have to