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Bob Welch
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Johnny I Hardly Knew Ye / When Johnny Comes Marching Home
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 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? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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.
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