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Musical: George M!
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Johnnie, 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, 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 ev'rywhere! 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! Johnnie, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun, Johnnie 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 drums rum-tumming ev'ry where 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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