When Johnny comes marching home again, hurrah, tralah
He's coming by bus or underground, hurrah, tralah
A woman's eye will shed a tear to see his face so beaten in fear
And it was just around the corner in the English Civil War
It was still at the stage of clubs and fists, hurrah, tralah
When that well known face got beaten to bits, hurrah, tralah
Your face was blue in the light of the screen as we watched the speech of an
animal scream
The new party army was marching right over our heads
They are, ha, I told you so, tralah, hurrah
Says everybody that we know, hurrah, tralah
But who hid a radio under the stairs, and who got caught out unawares
New party army came marching right up the stairs
When Johnny comes marching home again, hurrah, tralah
Nobody understands it can happen again, hurrah, tralah
The sun is shining and the kids are shouting loud but you gotta know it's
shining through a crack in the cloud
The shadows keep on falling when Johnny comes marching home
Alright, Johnny
Oh yeah, Johnny
All the girls go oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Get his coffin ready Johnny's comin' home