Johnny I Hardly Knew Ya
When Johnny comes marching home again. Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then. Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Oh Johnny I'm glad to see ye home. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Oh Johnny I'm glad to see ye home. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Oh Johnny I'm glad to see ye home,
Back from the island of Ceylon
So low in flesh, so high in bone
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your eyes that were so mild? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your eyes that were so mild? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your eyes that were so mild,
when my heart you so beguiled?
Why did you run from me and the child?
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your arms that held me tight? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your arms that held me tight? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your arms that held me tight
when first you went to join the fight?
And we'll never, no more, share the night
Johnny, I hardly knew ye
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your legs that used to run? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your legs that used to run? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your legs that used to run,
when you went for to carry a gun
Indeed your dancing days are done
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg,
Ye're an eyeless, noseless, chickenless egg,
Ye'll have to be put with a bowl to beg,
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
When Johnny comes marching home again. Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then. Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.
We'll give him a hearty welcome then. Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Oh Johnny I'm glad to see ye home. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Oh Johnny I'm glad to see ye home. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Oh Johnny I'm glad to see ye home,
Back from the island of Ceylon
So low in flesh, so high in bone
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your eyes that were so mild? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your eyes that were so mild? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your eyes that were so mild,
when my heart you so beguiled?
Why did you run from me and the child?
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your arms that held me tight? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your arms that held me tight? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your arms that held me tight
when first you went to join the fight?
And we'll never, no more, share the night
Johnny, I hardly knew ye
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your legs that used to run? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your legs that used to run? Hurrah! Hurrah!
Where are your legs that used to run,
when you went for to carry a gun
Indeed your dancing days are done
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg. Hurrah! Hurrah!
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg,
Ye're an eyeless, noseless, chickenless egg,
Ye'll have to be put with a bowl to beg,
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns. Hurrah! Hurrah!
With your guns and drums and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
When Johnny comes marching home again. Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then. Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home.
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Orrell, Alexander Barr, Traditional, James Lynch, Mathew Kelly, Kenneth Casey, Timothy Brennan
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