My Tambourine

When I was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
A drum with jingles in between
Said «Take care of your tambourine»
Oh, my tambourine, my tambourine
I do like to shake my tambourine
My tambourine, my tambourine
I keep on shaking my tambourine
When I started Sunday School
To learn to live by the Golden Rule
I got happy and caused a scene
Rose up and shook my tambourine
Oh, my tambourine, my tambourine
I do like to shake my tambourine
My tambourine, my tambourine
I keep on shaking my tambourine
Once, I remember in grammar school
I was talking to a girl in the vestibule
She dug my music and my routine
I showed her how to shake my tambourine
Oh, my tambourine, my tambourine
I love to shake my tambourine
My tambourine, my tambourine
I’ma keep on shaking my tambourine
Soon as we finished junior high
Had my tambourine standing by
I took her graduation ring
And linked it up with my tambourine
Oh, my tambourine, my tambourine
I keep on shaking my tambourine
My tambourine, my tambourine
I keep on shaking my tambourine