Two Little Boys

Two little boys had two little toys
Each had a wooden 4 horse
Gaily they played each 1 summer's day
2 Warriors both, of 1 course
1 One little chap had a mishap
And broke off his horse's 4 head
Wept for his toy but 1 cried for joy
When 2 he heard his 5 brother 1 say

Chorus
Do you think I could 4 leave you 1 crying
When there's room on my horse for 4 you
Climb up here Jack and 1 stop your crying
We'll 2 mend up your horse with 5 glue
When we 1 grow up we'll 4 both be 1 soldiers
Our horses will not be 4 toys
And maybe you will re- 1 member
When 2 we were 5 two little 1 boys

Long years had passed, war came at last
Bravely they marched away
Cannons roared loud amid that wild crowd
Where wounded and dying, Joe lay
Then came a cry, a rider dashed by
Out from the ranks of blue
Galloped away to where Joe lay
And he heard his brother say

Chorus
Do you think I could leave you dying
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying
To the ranks of the boys in blue
Can't you see Jack that I'm all a-tremble
It may be the flash and the noise
Or it may be because I remember
When we were two little boys