I'm beating to my own drum
Can you not hear the hum?
I've done things my way
And nobody had a say
When I was a young child
I was meek and a little wild
I would walk and disappear
In my own realm of the sphere
Navy days are quite the haze
I partied, went out in a blaze
Never got in trouble though
I grew and went with the flow
Civilian life, quite the shock
Had to sit and take stock
What to do with my life now?
Need to get a grip, somehow
I'm living the retired life
I'm a mother and a wife
Through it I have stayed true
Beating my drum, through and through
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