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15 Apr 99 - 08:00 AM (#71062) Subject: Need Lyrics for 'Over There' by Chic Floyd? From: EJDoyleJr@aol.com Does anyone have or know where I could locate the song lyrics to "Over There" the old WW II song? Thanks for your help! EJ |
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15 Apr 99 - 12:34 PM (#71102) Subject: RE: Need Lyrics for 'Over There' by Chic Floyd? From: Gene Don't know about Chic Floyd but here's this version.. OVER THERE Recorded by: The Merrill Staton Choir Writer: G. M. Cohan Johnny get your gun Get your gun, get your gun Take it on the run On the run, on the run Hear them calling you and me Every son of liberty Hurry right away, don't delay, go today Make your daddy glad to have had such a lad Tell your sweetheart not to pine To be proud her boy's in line Over There, Over There Send the word, send the word, Over There That the Yanks are coming The Yanks are coming They're drum, drum, drummin' ev'rywhere So prepare, Over There Say a prayer, send the word Send the word to beware We'll be over, we're comin' over And we won't be back Till it's over, Over There Oh, the the Yanks are coming The Yanks are coming They're drum, drum, drummin' everywhere We'll be over, we're comin' over And we won't come back Till it's over, Over There Source: SOUND OFF!-The Merrill Staton Choir CBS EPIC LN-3370 |
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15 Apr 99 - 11:05 PM (#71218) Subject: RE: Need Lyrics for 'Over There' by Chic Floyd? From: Wotcha The song was a First World War song sung by the Doughboys (the Yanks)thanks to the composer George M. Cohan. Looks like history is repeating itself ("we won't be back till the cruise missiles run out ... over there"). A rendition is heard on the 1960s anti-war movie "Oh What a Lovely War!" and the 1940s movie about George M. Cohan, starring James Cagney (the guy who never uttered the words "You dirty rat."). Cheers, Brian |
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02 May 04 - 03:31 PM (#1176447) Subject: Lyr Add: OVER THERE (George M. Cohan) From: Jim Dixon Lyrics below from The Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music: OVER THERE George M. Cohan, 1917. 1. Johnny, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun. Take it on the run, on the run, on the run. Hear them calling you and me, Every son of liberty. Hurry right away, no delay, go today. Make your daddy glad to have had such a lad. Tell your sweetheart not to pine, To be proud her boy's in line. CHORUS: Over there, over there, Send the word, send the word, over there, That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming, The drums rum-tumming ev'rywhere. So prepare, say a pray'r, Send the word, send the word to beware. We'll be over, we're comin' over, And we won't be back till it's over, over there. 2. Johnny get your gun, get your gun, get your gun. Johnny, show the Hun you're a son of a gun. Hoist the flag and let her fly, Yankee Doodle do or die! Pack your little kit, show your grit, do your bit. Yankees, to the ranks from the towns and the tanks! Make your mother proud of you And the old Red White and Blue. [The Levy collection has another copy of the sheet music that has French lyrics as well as English. I didn't try to transcribe that one because I don't think my French fluency would be up to the task. It also has a cover illustration by Norman Rockwell.] |