Just a short song written in ten minutes today when I was playing about on my guitar. About the First World War.

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Johnny-boy.

Johnny-boy, he went off across the world.
Johnny-boy, he didn't want to go.
But with pomises of honour and glory to spur him on,
He packed his bags and went marching off to war.

Johnny-boy, he was only twenty-one,
Longing for the home from which he'd come.
But with promises of honour and glory to spur him on,
He got to his feet and went marching off to war.

Johnny-boy began to get afraid,
Thought he'd never again see the light of day.
But with promises of honour and glory to spur him on,
He shut his mouth, shut his eyes and went marching off to war.

And the generals said, we're losing men,
We need more if we're going win!
Enlist more, send them out, send them over the top
Send them over the top, send them all over the top.

Johnny-boy, he saw his comrades fall
And he thought to himself, this ain't glory at all.
But they promised him honour and glory and fame and sent him
Sent him over the top to die.

Johnny-boy, they found him at the dawn,
Impaled on barbed-wire, legs gone.
Promised honour and glory and sent out over the top,
Killed by the general's never-changing plans.

And the generals said we're losing men,
We need more if we're going to win!
Enlist more, send them out, send them over the top,
Send them over the top, send them all over the top...