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Two Little Boys - had two little toys

Each had a wooden horse

Gaily they played - each summer day

Warriors both - of course

One little chap - had a mishap

broke off his horse's head

Wept for his toy - then cried with joy

When his young playmate said :

Do you think I could leave you cryin'?

When there's room on my horse for two

Climb up here, Joe and don't be cryin'

We can mend up your horse with glue

When we grow up - we'll both be soldiers

Our horses will not be toys

And I wonder if we'll re- member

When we were Two Little Boys."

Long years passed - war came so fast

Bravely they marched away

Cannons roared loud and in that wild crowd

wounded and dyin' Joe lay

up goes a shout, - a horse dashed out

Out from the ranks of Blue

Galloped away - to where Joe lay

Then came a voice he knew:

Do you think I could leave you dyin'

When there's room on my horse for two

Climb up here, Joe - we'll soon be flyin'

I can go just as fast with two

Can't you see, Jack? I'm all a-tremble

It may be the flash and noise

Or maybe it's cause I re - member

When we were Two Little Boys.