Pat-A-Pan - David Archuleta

Guillô, prends ton tambourin,

Toi, prends ta flûte, Robin

Au son de ces instruments

Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan

Au son de ces instruments

Je dirai Noël, gaiement.

Willie, bring your little drum.

Robin, get your fife, and come,

And be merry while you play.

Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan

We will listen as you play

For a joyful Christmas day.

When the men of olden days

Gave the King of Kings their praise

They had pipes on which to play.

Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan

They had drums on which to play.

For the joy of Christmas day.

oo oh oh oh oh God and man became today,

More in tune than fife and drum,

So be merry while you play.

Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan

Come be merry while you play

On this joyous Christmas day.

While the angels wing

To the newborn King,

I will sing for the blessed Babe

On this joyous Christmas day.

God and man became today,

More in tune than fife and drum,

So be merry while you play.

Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan

Come be merry while you play

On this joyous Christmas day.

While the angels wing

To the newborn King,

I will sing for the blessed Babe

On this joyous Christmas day.

(Tu-re-lu-re-lu-ra-le. Come and hear them patapan.)

Bring your little drum.

Robin, get your fife and come.

(Tu-re-lu-re-lu-ra-le. Come and hear them patapan.)

Men of olden days

Gave the King of Kings their praise.

(On this joyous Christmas day)

Bring your little drum.

Robin, get your fife and come.

(Come be merry)

Men of olden days

Gave the King of Kings their praise.

(On this joyous Christmas day.)

Bring your little drum.

Robin, get your fife and come.

(Come be merry)

Men of olden days

Gave the King of Kings their praise.

(On this joyous Christmas day)