These troubled days just go on, on and on I'm losing sleep and I sink like a stone Wanna call the Maker on the phone Ask him where the magic has all gone And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky And I'm leaving for good Oh, this time I am leaving for good This time is the right time, I'd stay if I could And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb These troubled days just go on, on and on Seems like a waste just to try to be strong All this melancholy wears me down A sentimental breakdown is coming around And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb See the cannonball fly through the hole in the sky And I'm leaving for good Oh, this time I am leaving for good This time is the right time, I'd stay if I could And the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb Yeah, the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb Oh, the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb