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

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

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

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

Johnnie, get your gun

Get your gun, get your gun

Johnnie show the Hun

Who's 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

Yankee 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

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