This morning I got up
Beat the drums, pass it on
On that hollowed trunk
Skin stretched taut over it
I woke to its primeval beat
This morning I saw the sun
Tell it on the drums, the sun is still here
The day to light and to heat
The drum beat keeping the time
According to its primeval beat
Make thunder on the timpani
The sound of storms and anger
Comes from the large kettle with
Skin stretched taut over it
Pulsing in time to its primeval beat
In a fanfare
End the day with a drum roll
Quieting the life sustaining
Primeval beat
Telling of night's fall
Beat the drums
Beat the drums
Beat the drums
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