The Ballard Of J Drummer Lyrics - Fall

In year one-nine-nine-six-o-one 

The last numeral was upside down 

Johnny Drummer came to the outskirts of town 

People came out and shouted at him 

Some people came out and shouted at him 

Say, show us your sticks 

Then they went back to their computer tricks 

It hit a town with no life to begin 

Where they forgot the facts 

Two sticks make up a cross 

Why is it always this way? 

Why do they always have to say 

Hey Johnny, get out of the way 

He looked in the mirror and said, "I am not him" 

He stood outside a bar and raised the nerve to go in 

The window hosted at least forty-five men 

Wondered which one was waiting for him 

And the boy at the machine meant him no harm 

But to him the boy was staring again at him 

The rhythm over in his head again 

Men, boys and girls, don't ever follow the path 

Of being hard and tough when your heart is soft