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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.