Greg Brown - Two Little Boys Lyrics
Two little boys, two little toyseach was a wooden horse.Gaily they played, each summer's daySoldier boys, of course.One little chap, he had a mishapand he broke off his horse's head,Wept for his toy, then cried with joywhen his young comrade said:"Do you think, Jack, I'd leave you cryingwhen there's room on my horse for two?Climb up, Jack, we'll soon be flying.He can go just as fast with two.When we grow,we'll both be soldiersand our horses won't be toys,And it may be, Jack, that we'll rememberwhen we were two little boys."The years quickly passed,the war came at last'and bravely the boys marched away.Cannon roared loud, midst the mad crowdwounded and dying Jack lay.When out rings a cry and a horse dashes byout of the ranks of the blue.Dashes away to where Jack layand a voice rang strong and true."Do you think Jack, I'd could leave you dyingwhen there's room on my horse for two?Climb up Jack, we'll soon be flyingHe can go just as fast with two.Do you Jack, I'm all a tremble?Perhaps it's the battles noise-Or maybe,Jack, that I rememberwhen we were two little boys.
