| The guns and drums
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| And drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
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| With your guns and drums
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| And drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
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| With your guns and drums
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| And drums and guns the enemy nearly slew you
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| Oh my darling dear you look so queer
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| Oh Johnny, I hardly knew you
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| Where are your legs that used to run
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| Hurroo, hurroo
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| Where are your legs that used to run
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| Hurroo, hurroo
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| Where are your legs that used to run
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| When first you went to carry your gun
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| Oh, I feel your dancin' days are done
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| Oh, Johnny, I hardly knew you
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| You haven´t a leg, you haven´t an arm
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| Hurroo, hurroo
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| You haven´t a leg, you haven´t an arm
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| Hurroo, hurroo
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| You haven´t an arm, you haven´t a leg
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| You´re an eyeless boneless chickenless egg
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| You´ll have to be put with a bowl to beg
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| Oh, Johnny, I´m swearing to you
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| (oh, Johnny, I hardly knew you)
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| They´re rolling out their guns again
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| Hurroo, hurroo
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| They´re rolling out their guns again
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| Hurroo, hurroo
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| They´re rolling out their guns again
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| But they´ll never will take our sons again
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| No, they´ll never will take our sons again
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| Oh, Johnny I´m swearing to you
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| With your guns and drums
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| And drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
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| With your guns and drums
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| And drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
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| With your guns and drums
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| And drums and guns the enemy nearly slew you
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| Oh my darling dear you look so queer
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| Oh Johnny, I hardly knew you |