Over There

Johnny 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
Every son of liberty
Hurry right away
No delay
Go today
Make your daddy glad
To have had such a lad
Tell your sweetheart
Not to cry
To be proud her boy's in line
Over there (over there)
Over there (over there)
Send the word
Send the word
Over there
That the Yanks are coming
The Yanks are coming
The drum hum-drumming everywhere
So prepare (so prepare)
Say a prayer (say a prayer)
Send the word
Send the word
To beware
We'll be over
We're coming over
And we won't come back
'Til it's over over there
if(bugle(call)) {

Johnny get your gun
Get your gun
Get your gun
Johnny tell the hun
You're a son of a gun
Hoist the flag and let her fly
Yankee Doodle
Do or die
Show your grit
Do your bit
Yankees to rank
From the town send the tank
Make your mother proud of you
And the ol' red white and blue
Over there
Over there
Send the word
Send the word
That the Yanks are coming
The Yanks are coming
The drum hum-drumming everywhere
So prepare (so prepare)
Say a prayer (say a prayer)
Send the word
Send the word
To beware
We'll be over
We're coming over
And we won't be back
'Til it's over over there
So prepare (so prepare)
Say a prayer (say a prayer)
Send the word
Send the word
To beware
We'll be over
We're coming over
And we won't be back
'Til it's over over there



Credits
Writer(s): George Cohan
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