Splodgenessabounds - Two Little Boys Lyrics
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Two Little Boys
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What Are The Lyrics For Two Little Boys By Splodgenessabounds?
Two little boys had two little toys
Each had a wooden horse Gaily they played each summers day Warriors both of cause One little chap then had a mishap Broke off his horses 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 soliders And our horses will not be toys And I wonder if we'll remember when we were Two little boys Long years past, war came so fast Bravely they marched away Cannon roared loud and in the mad crowd Wounded and dieing lie, 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 know Did you think I would leave you dieing 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 battles noise But I think it's that I remember when we were two little boys Do you think I would leave you dieing There's room on my horse for two Climb up here, Joe we'll soon be flying Back to the ranks so blue Can you feel Joe I'm all a tremble, perhaps it's the battles noise But I think it's that I remember when we were two little boys |
Who Wrote Two Little Boys By Splodgenessabounds?
Alan Braden, Edward Madden, Theodore Morse
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