Over There Songtext
von Billy Murray

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
Ev′ry 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
She'll be proud her boy′s in line
(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 drum 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

Yankees 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 yanks are coming
The yanks are coming
The drum 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