| The cruel war is raging, Johnny has to fight
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| And I long to be with him from morning till night
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| I long to be with him, it grieves my heart so
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| Won’t you let me come with you?
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| No, my love no
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| Tomorrow is Sunday, Monday is the day
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| Your captain will call you and you must obey
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| Your captain will call you, it grieves my heart so
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| Won’t you let me come with you?
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| No, my love no, no, no, my love no
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| No, no, my love, no
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| But I could tie back my hair, men’s clothing I’ll put on
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| And I could march as your comrade as we go along
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| I could pass as your comrade, no one will ever know
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| Won’t you let me come with you?
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| No, my love no
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| Now Johnny, oh Johnny, I feel that you are unkind
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| You know I love you far better than all of mankind
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| Yes I love you far better than words could ever express
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| Please won’t you let me come with you?
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| Yes, yes, my love, yes
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| Oh yes, yes, yes
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| So we marched into battle together side by side
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| With hope in our hearts and love in our eyes
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| And we marched onto victory to wear our bands of gold
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| Did I ever love another?
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| No, my love no, no, no, my love no
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| No, no, my love no, no, no, my love no
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| Will I ever love another? |
| No, my love no |