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Lyrics:
When Johnny comes marchin' home again, hurrah, trala He's comin' by bus or underground, hurrah, trala A woman's eye will shed a tear To see his face so beaten in fear And it was just around the corner in the English Civil War
It was still at the stage of clubs and fists, hurrah, trala When that well known face got beaten to bits, hurrah, trala Your face was blue in the light of the screen As watched the speech of an animal scream New Party army was marchin' right over our heads
All right!
Ha, ha, I told you so, trala, hurrah Says everybody that we know, hurrah, trala But who hid a radio under the stairs? Who got caught out unawares? New Party army came marchin' right up the stairs
When Johnny comes marchin' home again, hurrah, trala Nobody understands it can happen again, hurrah, trala The sun is shinin' and the kids are shoutin' loud Ya' got to know it's shinin' through a crack in the cloud And the shadows keep on fallin', when Johnny comes marchin' home
Hurrah, Johnny Oh yeah, Johnny All the girls go oh oh, oh oh Get his coffin ready cause Johnny is comin' home
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