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Two Little Boys - had two little toys
Each had a wooden horse
Gaily they played - each summer day
Warriors both - of course
One little chap - had a mishap
broke off his horse's head
Wept for his toy - then cried with joy
When his young playmate said :
Do you think I could leave you cryin'?
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here, Joe and don't be cryin'
We can mend up your horse with glue
When we grow up - we'll both be soldiers
Our horses will not be toys
And I wonder if we'll re- member
When we were Two Little Boys."
Long years passed - war came so fast
Bravely they marched away
Cannons roared loud and in that wild crowd
wounded and dyin' Joe lay
up goes a shout, - a horse dashed out
Out from the ranks of Blue
Galloped away - to where Joe lay
Then came a voice he knew:
Do you think I could leave you dyin'
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here, Joe - we'll soon be flyin'
I can go just as fast with two
Can't you see, Jack? I'm all a-tremble
It may be the flash and noise
Or maybe it's cause I re - member
When we were Two Little Boys.