I beat my drum Everybody here to come runnin' Now I beat my drum all the day All rise, all rise All rise in the mornin' Take the good news, carry it away Take the good news, spirit it away Farmer shall wear the green of his furrows Ploughman shall heed his teams through the day The hunter shall still his dangerous arrow Take the good news, spirit it away Take the good news, carry it away And oh brother, where have you been? Down at the gate whilin' Oh my father, what shall I do? Set 'em straight or no more souls come through I beat my drum Everybody here to come runnin' And I beat my drum all the day All rise, all rise All rise in the mornin' Take the good news, carry it away Take the good news, spirit it away