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.