Two Little Boys (Harris Rolf)

Two little boys had two little toys Each had a wooden horse. Gaily they played each summer's day Warriors both of course. One little chap then had a mishap Broke off his horse's head. Wept for his toy then cried with joy As his young playmate said. Did you think I would leave you crying When there's room on my horse for two. Climb up here, Jack and don't be crying I can go just as fast with two. When we grow up we'll both be soldiers And our horses will not be toys. And I wonder if we'll remember When we were two little boys. Long years had passed, war came so fast Bravely they marched away. Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd, Wounded and dying lay. Up goes a shout, a horse dashes out Out from the ranks so blue. Gallops away to where Joe lay Then came a voice he knew. Did you think I would leave you dying When there's room on my horse for two. Climb up here, Joe, we'll soon be flying I can go just as fast with two. Did you say, Joe I'm all a-tremble Perhaps it's the battle's noise. But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys. Did you think I would leave you dying There's room on my horse for two. Climb up here, Joe, we'll soon by flying Back to the ranks so blue. Can you feel, Joe I'm all a tremble Perhaps it's the battle's noise. But I think it's that I remember When we were two little boys.