Come they told me our newborn King to see
Our finest gifts we bring to lay before the King
This is to honor him when we come
Baby Jesus, I am a poor boy too
I have no gift to bring that's fit to give a King
But may I play for you on my drum
The mother 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