American Songs - Over There lyrics

Johnnie get your gun, get you 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 pine,

To be proud her boy's in line.

Chorus:

Over There, Over There

Send the word, send the word,

Over There

That the Yanks are coming,

The Yanks are coming,

The drums rum tumming everywhere

So prepare,

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 till it's over over there!

Johnnie get your gun, get you gun, get your gun,

Johnnie show the Hun, you're a Son-of-a-Gun,

Hoist the flag and let her fly

Like true heros do or die

Pack your little kit, show your grit, do your bit,

Soldiers to the ranks from the towns and the tanks,

Make your Mother proud of you and to Liberty be true.

Chorus:

Over There, Over There

Send the word, send the word,

Over There

That the Yanks are coming,

The Yanks are coming,

The drums rum tumming everywhere

So prepare,

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 till it's over over there!