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,
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,
She'll be proud her boy's in line.
Over there, over there,
Say the word, say the word,
over there,
That the Yanks are coming,
the Yanks are coming,
The drums drum coming 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 till it's
over over there
Johnny, get your gun, get your gun,
get your gun
Johnny, show the hog
you're a son of a gun
Hoist the flag and let her fly
Yankee doodle do or die
Pack your little kit,
know your grip, do your bit,
Yankees to the right,
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 drums, drums coming 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 till it's over,
over there.
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 till it's over,
over there.