Johnie get your gun, Get your gun

"Over There"

Johnie get your gun,
Get your gun,
Get your gun,
Take it on the run
On the run,
On the run,
Hear them calling you and me,
Ev'ry son of liberty,
Hurry right away,
No delay,
Go today
Make you daddy glad,
To have had
Such a lad,
Tell you sweetheart not to pine,
To be proud her boy's in line.

Johnie get your gun,
Get your gun,
Get your gun,
Johnie show the hun,
You're a son-of-a-gun.
Hoist the flag and let her fly,
Like true heroes do or die.
Pack you little kit,
Show the grit,
Do your bit,
Soldiers tothe ranks
From the towns
And the tanks,
Make your mother proud of you,
And to liberty be true.

Over There
Over There
Send the word
Send the word
Over There
That the Yanks are coming
The Yanks are coming
The drums rum-tuming
Everywhere.

So prepare
Say a pray'r
Send the word
Send the word
To beware.
It will be over
We're coming over
And we won't come back
Till it's over
Over There

George M. Cohan

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