Drummer Man

	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
	StreetLiving 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