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The Musicians. Concluded. |
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1 Johnny is now old enough
To earn his daily bread, " Will you learn to be a blacksmith?"
Then his mother said. To the forge he quick makes haste, But finds the noise not to his taste, Cling, clang, cling, clang, cling, clang, etc. |
And the beating is too strong: Drum, drum, drum, drum, etc. :||: Then cries Johnny, " No, no, nol This I will not do." :||: |
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4 Johnny loves to hear the music
Of a lively band, Wants to follow it on horseback;
Thinks it would be grand, If with trumpet in his hand, He might join the lively band: Tra, ra, ra, ra, ra, ra, etc. : ||: Then cries Johnny, "Ho, ho, ho! A trumpet I will blow." :||: |
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|: Then cries Johnnv, This I will not do. |
'No, no, no! |
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John we know is fond of marching,
So once more we'll try. "Surely now we've found your calling,
Be a drummer boy; " But the marching is too long, |
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