Letras
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
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
Johnny get your gun, get your gun, get your gun
Johnny show the Hun you're a son of a gun
Fight 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 mama 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