”Come” they told me
”Our new born King to see
Our finest gifts we bring
To lay before the King”
So to honor Him
When we come, when we come
Our baby Jesus
I am a poor boy too
I have no gift to bring
That's fit to give our King
Shall I play for you
On my drum, on my drum
Mary nodded
The ox and lamb kept time
I played my drum for Him
I played my best for Him
Then He smiled at me
Me and my drum, me and my drum…