Two Little Boys

Two little boys had two little toys

Each had a wooden horse.

Gaily they played each summer's day

Warriors both of course.

One little chap then had a mishap

Broke off his horse's head.

Wept for his toy then cried with joy

As his young playmate said.

Did you think I would leave you crying

When there's room on my horse for two.

Climb up here, Jack and don't be crying

I can go just as fast with two.

When we grow up we'll both be soldiers

And our horses will not be toys.

And I wonder if we'll remember

When we were two little boys.

Long years had passed, war came so fast

Bravely they marched away.

Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd,

Wounded and dying lay.

Up goes a shout, a horse dashes out

Out from the ranks so blue.

Gallops away to where Joe lay

Then came a voice he knew.

Did you think I would leave you dying

When there's room on my horse for two.

Climb up here, Joe, we'll soon be flying

I can go just as fast with two.

Did you say, Joe I'm all a-tremble

Perhaps it's the battle's noise.

But I think it's that I remember

When we were two little boys.

Did you think I would leave you dying

There's room on my horse for two.

Climb up here, Joe, we'll soon by flying

Back to the ranks so blue.

Can you feel, Joe I'm all a tremble

Perhaps it's the battle's noise.

But I think it's that I remember

When we were two little boys.