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Nora Bayes - Over There (1917)
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Nora Bayes
Nora Bayes
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Nora Bayes
Nora Bayes
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Lyrics

Johnny, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun Take it on the run, on the run, on the run Hear them calling you and me? Everyone for Liberty Hurry right away, go today, no delay Make your daddy glad to have had such a lad Tell your sweetheart not to cry To be proud her boy's in line 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 come back 'til it's over, over there Johnny, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun Johnny, show the "Hun" you're a son-of-a-gun Hoist the flag and let her fly Yankee Doodle, do or die Pack your little kit, show your grit, do your bit Yankee to the ranks from the towns and the tanks Make your mother proud of you And the old red-white-and-blue Over there, over there Send the word, send the word over there That the sammies are coming, the sammies 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 come back 'til it's over, over there Over there, over there Send the word, send the word over there That the sammies are coming, the sammies 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 come back 'til it's over, over there
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