• Bang patter patter patter bang patter bang bang
    Heads snap to attention, snares and skins tight
    Tap tap bang roll roll roll roll the drum sang
    Powerful strikes pounding pounding take flight

    Pulse keeping time, never fading heart beat
    Polished shoes scattering across the floor
    Armory of drumsticks, a restless fleet
    Rhythmic warriors telling of a new yore

    Crash of the symbol, bong of the base drum
    Eyes of the players all facing straight out
    Relying on touch and quick of the thumb
    A fast turn, a beat, and a battle shout

    None can fathom the way of the Drumline
    To fast the pulse, to strong, to brave, to fine.