Тональность: D major
Intro 1
D
Verse 1
D
Don't feel bad, son.
Don't feel blue, son.
If you ain't keepin' up
with the fella up in front of you, son.
G
Don't let it grieve you,
don't let it peeve you
If the guy out in front of you
marches off and he leaves you
D
Don't get blue, kid, you ain't stupid
A
You're just marching to the rhythm
Son, follow your drum
Follow your drum
G
Set your feet to the beat
of your own drum
Understand, son
It'll all come
A
If you just follow the rhythm
D
of your own drum, son
If your best friend, your best old friend
Hits the jackpot
and he winds up with a whole mint
G
Don't let envy get all in you
Shake his hands, congratulate
and treat him friendly
D
Don't swear and get milked,
you'll get buried
A
You just keep on ballin' to the rhythm
D
of your own drum, son
Follow your drum
Follow your drum
G
Set your feet to the beat
D
of your own drum, son, it's not fair, son,
A
to compare, son, to people who's a father
D
of a different drum, son.
Follow your dream, follow your dream,
follow your dream.
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