When you see this, post an anti-war song.
This is an apolitical (which is to say non-specific) posting. I happen to think war sucks, across the board. In the specfic effects, this one isn't really any worse (or better) than any other.
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, Haroo! Haroo!
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, Haroo! Haroo!
While goin' the road to sweet Athy
A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye
A doleful damsel I heard cry,
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Chorus
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, Haroo! Haroo!
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, Haroo! Haroo!
With your drums and guns and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Chorus
Where are the eyes that were so mild, Haroo! Haroo!
Where are the eyes that were so mild, Haroo! Haroo!
Where are the eyes that were so mild
When my heart you so beguiled
Why did ye skedaddle from me and the child
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
Chorus
Where are the legs on which you'd run, Haroo! Haroo!
Where are the legs on which you'd run, Haroo! Haroo!
Where are the legs on which you'd run,
When first you went to carry a gun
I think your dancing days are done
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
Chorus
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, Haroo! Haroo!
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, Haroo! Haroo!
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg
Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg
Ye'll have to put with a bowl to beg
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, Haroo! Haroo!
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, Haroo! Haroo!
With your drums and guns and drums and guns
The enemy never slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.