Chad Mitchell - Johnnie lyrics

Album:(The Chad Mitchell Trio Collection) When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout The ladies they will all turn out And we'll all be there When Johnny comes marching home When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout The ladies they will all turn out And we'll all be there When Johnny comes marching home With drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With drums and guns and guns and drums, hurroo, hurroo With drums and guns and guns and drums The enemy nearly slew ye Darling John, it's been so long Johnny I hardly knew ye Tis glad I am to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo Tis glad I am to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo Tis glad I am to see ye home My darling John, so pale and worn So low in check, so high in bone Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout The ladies they will all turn out And we'll all be there When Johnny comes marching home Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are your eyes that were so mild When my poor heart you first beguiled Why did ye run from me and the child Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout The ladies they will all turn out And we'll all be there When Johnny comes marching home Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo Where are your legs that used to run When first you went to carry a gun Indeed your dancing days are done Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye Ye haven't an arm, and ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, and ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, and ye haven't a leg Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg And Ye'll have to put with a bowl to beg Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah! Hurrah! We'll give him a hearty welcome then Hurrah! Hurrah! The men will cheer, the boys will shout The ladies they will all turn out And we'll all be there When Johnny comes marching home