[Verse 2]A garden gate, a lad of eight, Dressed in a uniform of brown, Across the way, a troop that day Were getting volunteers in town “Who’s home with you, my boy?” they cried, The child saluted and replied:
[Chorus] My brother’s over in the trenches, And sister’s gone to nurse out there While Daddy’s making ammunition, My mama also does her share I’ve got my uniform all ready, A solider boy, I’d like to be So if you’re over here for a brave volunteer, There’s nobody home but me.
[Verse 2] A snow white bed, a curly head, A mother kisses baby dear, Her sleepy boy, awakes with joy And cries, “The solider boys were here They came to take us all away And mama I was proud to say:”
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