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Come, they told me, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
The newborn king you’ll see, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom.
Our finest gifts we bring, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
To lay before the king, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
Pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
So to honor him, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, when we come.
Little baby, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
I am a poor boy too, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
I have no gift to bring, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
That fit to give our king, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
Pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom,
So to honor him, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, I’ll play my drum.
Come, they....
Little baby....
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