I was listening to this song and pondering what gift I could possibly give to Jesus. I'm like the poor boy, nothing to give that is fit for a King. But I can play my best for Him, so to speak, by yielding each day to His loving guidance. Then He smiled at me.Come they told mePa rum pum pum-pumA newborn King to seePa rum pum pum-pumOur finest gifts we bringPa rum pum pum-pumTo lay before the kingPa rum pum pum-pumRum pum pum-pumRum pum pum-pumSo to honor HimPa rum pum pum-pumWhen we comeLittle babyPa rum pum pum-pumI am a poor boy tooPa rum pum pum-pumI have no gift to bringPa rum pum pum-pumThat's fit to give our KingPa rum pum pum-pumRum pum pum-pumRum pum pum-pumShall I play for youPa rum pum pum-pumOn my drumMary noddedPa rum pum pum-pumThe ox and lamb kept timePa rum pum pum-pumI played my drum for HimPa rum pum pum-pumI played my best for HimPa rum pum pum-pumRum pum pum-pumRum pum pum-pumThen He smiled at mePa rum pum pum-pumMe and my drum
_________________Ron Halverson