Capo 3rd fret Em D Em D Em Em Two little boys had two little toys - D Em Each had a wooden horse. Gaily they played each summer's day, D Em Warriors both of course. One little chap, he had a mishap, D Em Broke off his horse's head. Wept for his toy and then cried for joy D Em When he heard what his brother said: G C G "Do you think I could leave you crying C When there's room on my horse for you? G Climb up here, Jack, and stop your crying. A D We'll mend up your horse with glue. G C G When we grow up we'll both be soldiers, C Our horses will not be toys. G Em Maybe then we'll remember Am D G When we were two little boys. Em When we were two little boys." Em D Em D Em
Long years had passed, war came at last,
Bravely they both marched away.
Cannon roared loud in that wild crowd
Where wounded and dying, Joe lay.
Then came a cry, and a rider dashed by,
Out of the ranks of the blue.
Galloped away to where Joe lay
Then he heard his brother say:
"Do you think I could leave you dying
When there's room on my horse for you?
Climb up here, Joe, and we'll soon be flying
To the ranks of the boys in blue."
"Can't you see, Jack? I'm all atremble -
It may be the flash and the noise,
Or it maybe because I remember
When we were two little boys.
When we were two little boys..."
Em D Em Emadd9
(Words and music by Theodore F. Morse and Edward Madden, 1902; Arrangements by John Denver, 1969)
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