Over There (1917)

A call to action/arms patriotic song. words and music by George M. Cohan Lyrics 1. Johnnie 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-tum-ming everywhere So prepare, say a prayer, send the word, send the word to beware We'll be over, we're coming over And we won't come back till it's over over there 2. Johnnie 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 ------------------------------------------------------ One of the most martial of U.S. patriotic songs. It's music has insistent march rhythms. It's lyric has tight, sharp repetitions that are packed with jingly rhymes. It borrows from Johhny Get Your Gun (1886). Overall the song has a determined, stirring quality. It was used as a marching song by soldiers in WWI and WWII. It won the Congressional Medal of Honor. ----------------------------------------------------- Sung here by Fred Feild. Get the sheet music and MIDI at: https://www.sheetmusicsinger.com/over-there/