Tyske Ludder - March
When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah! Hurrah
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home
The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah
To welcome home our darling boy
Hurrah! Hurrah
The village lads and lassies say
With roses they will strew the way,
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home
Get ready for the Jubilee
Hurrah! Hurrah
We'll give the hero three times three
Hurrah! Hurrah
The laurel wreath is ready now
To place upon his loyal brow
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home
Let love and friendship on that day
Hurrah, hurrah
Their choicest pleasures then display
Hurrah, hurrah
And let each one perform some part
To fill with joy the warrior’s heart
And we’ll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home
When Uncle Sam shoulders arms again
He plays all day his nuclear game
Seems safty and sheltered behind the threat
But never guilty to the dead
And the curtains falls
Uncle Sam shoulder arms
Pakistan and India
Are joking with fith force and endless pain
Bombs drop down on faithful mob
And religion is killed oh my God
But it never stops
When blockheads call the shots
Reasos vanishes inside the brain
Where vanity reigns the soul and mind
Korea and Irak attend
When any person shoulders arms again
When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah! Hurrah
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home
The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah
To welcome home our darling boy
Hurrah! Hurrah
The village lads and lassies say
With roses they will strew the way,
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home
Get ready for the Jubilee
Hurrah! Hurrah
We'll give the hero three times three
Hurrah! Hurrah
The laurel wreath is ready now
To place upon his loyal brow
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home
Let love and friendship on that day
Hurrah, hurrah
Their choicest pleasures then display
Hurrah, hurrah
And let each one perform some part
To fill with joy the warrior’s heart
And we’ll all feel gay when Johnny comes marching home
When Uncle Sam shoulders arms again
He plays all day his nuclear game
Seems safty and sheltered behind the threat
But never guilty to the dead
And the curtains falls
Uncle Sam shoulder arms
Pakistan and India
Are joking with fith force and endless pain
Bombs drop down on faithful mob
And religion is killed oh my God
But it never stops
When blockheads call the shots
Reasos vanishes inside the brain
Where vanity reigns the soul and mind
Korea and Irak attend
When any person shoulders arms again
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