Over There
Words and Music by George M. Cohan
Published MCMXVII by Wm. Jerome Pub. Corp.


[Verse 1]
John-nie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun
Take it on the run, on the run, on the run
Hear them call-ing you and me
Ev-'ry son of lib-er-ty

Hur-ry right a-way no de-lay go to-day
Make your dad-dy glad to have had such a lad
Tell your sweet-heart not to pine
To be proud her boy's in line.

[Chorus]
O-ver there O-ver there
Send the word, send the word o-ver there
That the Yanks are com-ing
the Yanks are com-ing
The drums rum-tum-ming ev-ry-where

So pre-pare Say a pray'r
Send the word, send the word to be-ware
We'll be o-ver we're com-ing o-ver
And we won't come back till it's o-ver o-ver there.

[Verse 2]
John-nie get your gun, get your gun, get your gun
John-ny show the Hun you're a son of a gun
Hoist the flag and let her fly
Yan-kee Dood-le do or die

Pack your lit-tle kit show your grit do your bit
Yan-kees to the ranks from the towns and the tanks
Make your moth-er proud of you
And the old Red White and Blue