The road that leads to Bethlehem
Goes down to the valley that the snow covered
The little shepherds want to see their King
They bring Him gifts in their humble satchel
To the Redeemer, to the Redeemer
I would like to lay at Your feet
Some present that pleases You, Lord
But You already know that I'm poor too
And I don't have more than an old drum
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum
In Your honor at the doorway I'll play
The road that leads to Bethlehem
I'm keeping time with my old drum
There's nothing better that I can offer
Its hoarse accent is a song of love
To the Redeemer, to the Redeemer
When God saw me playing before Him