Follow Your Drum

C C Don't feel bad son, don't feel blue, son C If you ain't keepin' up with the fella that's up in front of you, son F Don't let it grieve you, don't let it peeve you F If the guy in front of you marches off and he leaves you C Don't get blue, kid, you ain't stupid C G C You're just marchin' to the rhythm of a different drum, son C Follow your drum, follow your drum F Set your feet to the beat of your own drum, son C Be a man, son, understand, son, it'll all come C G C If you just follow the rhythm of your own drum, son C If your best friend, your best old friend C Hits the jackpot and he winds up with a whole mint F Don't let envy get all in ya F Shake his hand, congratulate and treat him friendly C Don't swear and get miffed, you'll get there if C G C You just keep on followin' the rhythm of your own drum, son C Follow your drum, follow your drum F Set your feet to the beat of your own drum, son C 'Cause it's not fair, son, to compare, son C G C Two people who's followin' different drums, son C Follow your drum, follow your drum F Set your feet to the beat of your own drum, son C 'Cause it's not fair, son, to compare, son C G C Two people who's followin' different drums, son (fade)