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I still hear the snares in the square,
Colours ablaze in the evening;
The air was still down the stormy hill,
It's good to be young and daring.
She was the pride of the summer that year,
She was my sweetheart, my lady;
We walked to Black Rock and stopped by the loch,
It's good to be young and daring.
It's good to be young.
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum.
Across the bay I still hear the strain,
The two-step loud and blaring;
We walked hand and hand to the beat of the band,
It's good to be young and daring,
It's good to be young.
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum.
I still hear the snares in the square,
Colours ablaze in the evening;
She was the pride of the summer that year,
It's good to be young and daring.
It's good to be young and daring.
It's good to be young.
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat...
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum, beat the drum,
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong;
Beat the drum.
Recorded as Pride Of The Summer on Runrig's 1998 album Beat The Drum.
This variant recorded by Great Big Sea of St. John's NL (Something Beautiful, 2004).