Vlaamse volksliederen
Vlaamse volksliederen - Over there lyrics
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Over there 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 , no delay Make your daddy glad To have had such a lad Tell your sweetheart not to pine To be proud her boy's in line Refrein Over there , over there Send a 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 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 Refrein ---------------------------