Two Little Boys

Am Am Am Am Am Two little boys had two little toys G Am Each had a wooden horse. Gaily they played each summer's day G Am Warriors both of course. One little chap had a mishap G Am Broke off his horse's head. Wept for his toy then cried with joy G Am When he heard his brother say, C F C “Do you think I could leave you crying F When there's room on my horse for you. C Climb up here Jack and stop your crying D7 G We can go just as fast with two. C F C When we grow up we'll both be soldiers F And our horses will not be toys. C Then perhaps we’ll remember D7 G C Am When we were two little boys”. Am Am G Am Am Long years had passed, war came at last G Am Bravely they both marched a-way. Cannon roared loud, in that wild crowd G Am Where wounded and dying Joe lay. Then came a cry, a rider dashed by G Am Out from the ranks of the blue. Galloped away to where Joe lay G Am Then he heard this brother say, C F C “Do you think I could leave you dying F When there's room on my horse for you. C Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying D7 G To the ranks of the boys in blue.” C F “Can’t you see Jack I'm all a-tremble C It may be the flash and the noise. F Or it may be because I re-member C G C When we were two little boys. C G C Am G Am When we were two little boys.