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 Street   Living 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