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With your guns and drums and drums and guns a-roo, a-rooWith your guns and drums and drums and guns a-roo, a-rooWith your guns and drums and drums and guns the enemy nearly slew youMy darling dear, you looked so queer Johnny, I hardly knew youWhere are your legs that used to run a-roo, a-rooWhere are your legs that used to run a-roo, a-rooWhere are your legs that used to run before you left to carry a gunI fear your dancing days are done Johnny, I hardly knew youWhere are your eyes that were so mild a-roo, a-rooWhere are your eyes that were so mild a-roo, a-rooWhere are your eyes that were so mild when my heart you did beguileAnd why did you run from me in the child Johnny, I hardly knew youYou haven't an arm, you haven't a leg a-roo, a-rooYou haven't an arm, you haven't a leg a-roo, a-rooYou haven't an arm, you haven't a leg You're an eyeless, boneless, chickenless eggAnd you'll have to be put with a bowl to beg Johnny, I hardly knew youThey're rolling out the guns again a-roo, a-rooThey're rolling out the guns again a-roo, a-rooThey're rolling out the guns again but they won't take back our sons againNo, they'll never take back our sons againJohnny, I'm squaring to youI'm squaring to you