Carl Smith — Ten Thousand Drums

[Verse 1] Waiting, waiting, for the Red Coats to come But all I hear in my frozen ears is ten thousand drums Ten thousand drums [Verse 2] Johnny, Johnny, don't be afraid We can whip those Red Coats setting in the shade Setting in the shade [Chorus] We've got the best of all the rest in General Washington And when we meet those Red Coats, watch them Red Coats run Throwing down their drums Throwing down their drums [Verse 3] Listen, listen, Johnny better get your gun 'Cause there ain't wooden soldiers behind ten thousand drums Behind ten thousand drums [Verse 4] Running, running, Johnny watch them run We finally whip those Red Coats, finally stop those drums We stopped ten thousand drums [Chorus] We're the best of all the rest us Yankee son-of-a-guns We can tell our mammy's how we made them run Throwing down their drums Throwing down their drums We're the best of all the rest us Yankee son-of-a-guns We can tell our mammy's how we made them run Throwing down their drums Throwing down their drums Ten thousand drums