Tow little boys had two little toys
Each had a wooden horse
Gaily they played on a summer's day
Warriors both of course
One little chap a mishap
Broke off his horse's head
Wept for his toy but cried joe
When he heard his brother say

Do you think I could leave you crying
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here Jack and stop your crying
We'll mend your horse with glue
When we grow up we'll both be soldiers
And our horses will not be toys
And maybe you will remember
When we were two little boys

Long years had passed, war came at last
Bravely they marched away
Cannons roared loud, midst that wild crowd
Where wounded and dying Joe lay
Then came a cry, a rider dashed by
Out from the ranks of blue
Galloped away to where Joe lay
And he heard his brother say

Do you think I could leave yu dying
When there's room on my house for two
Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying
To the ranks of the boys in blue
Can't you see Jack I'm all a-tremble
It may be thye flash and the noise
Or it may be because I remember
When we were two little boys