Casting aside all thoughts of gain
The Drummer set the pace
The march began and everyman
Was broken from the start
With splintered sticks and bleeding hands
He beat us on and on
And as we marched and as we fell
I only thought of thee
With faulty step I trod the path
The company before
No man delayed, The Drummer played
The blood beat in our eyes
The captain sung of battles won
Of states that were now ours
And as we marched and as we fell
I only thought of thee
Your face adourned each drop of rain
That ran upon my face
And in the night, beneath the light
The Drummer oiled his hands
Victory in dreams within my heart
I turned to fight again
And as we marched and as we fell
I only thought of thee
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