Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: Eb

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Two little boys had two little toys
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each had a wooden horse
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Gaily they`d play each summers day 
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warriors both of course
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One little chap then had a mishap
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broke off his horses head
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Wept for his toy then cried with joy when his
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young playmate said "Did you think I would leave
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you crying when there`s room on my horse for two
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Climb up here Jack and don`t be crying I can go
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just  as fast with two. When we grow up we`ll 
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both be soldiers and our horses will not be toys
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And I wonder if we`ll remember when we were two
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little boys
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Long years past war came so fast, bravely they
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marched away.  Cannons roared loud and in the mad
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crowd wounded and dying lay
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Up goes a shout a horse dashes out, out from the
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ranks so blue.  Gallops away to where Joe lay
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then came a voice he knew. "Did you think I would
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leave you dying when there`s room on my horse
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for two climb up here Joe we`ll soon be 
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flying I can go just as fast with two. 
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Did you say Joe I`m all a tremble perhaps it`s 
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the battle`s noise, but I think it`s that I 
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remember when we were two little boys
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Did you think I would leave you dying
When ther`s room on my horse for two
I`m up here Joe we`ll soon be flying
Back to the ranks so blue
Can you feel Joe I`m all a tremble
Perhaps it`s the battle`s noise
But I think it`s that I remember when we were
two little boys