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With your guns and drums and drums and guns a-roo, a-roo
With your guns and drums and drums and guns a-roo, a-roo
With your guns and drums and drums and guns the enemy nearly slew you
My darling dear, you looked so queer Johnny, I hardly knew you
Where are your legs that used to run a-roo, a-roo
Where are your legs that used to run a-roo, a-roo
Where are your legs that used to run before you left to carry a gun
I fear your dancing days are done Johnny, I hardly knew you
Where are your eyes that were so mild a-roo, a-roo
Where are your eyes that were so mild a-roo, a-roo
Where are your eyes that were so mild when my heart you did beguile
And why did you run from me in the child Johnny, I hardly knew you
You haven't an arm, you haven't a leg a-roo, a-roo
You haven't an arm, you haven't a leg a-roo, a-roo
You haven't an arm, you haven't a leg You're an eyeless, boneless, chickenless egg
And you'll have to be put with a bowl to beg Johnny, I hardly knew you
They're rolling out the guns again a-roo, a-roo
They're rolling out the guns again a-roo, a-roo
They're rolling out the guns again but they won't take back our sons again
No, they'll never take back our sons again
Johnny, I'm squaring to you
I'm squaring to you