When Johnny comes marching home againHurrah! Hurrah!We'll give him a hearty welcome thenHurrah! Hurrah!The men will cheer and the boys will shoutThe ladies they will all turn outAnd we'll all feel gayWhen Johnny comes marching home.The old church bell will peal with joyHurrah! Hurrah!To welcome home our darling boy, Hurrah! Hurrah!The village lads and lassies sayWith roses they will strew the way,And we'll all feel gayWhen Johnny comes marching home.Get ready for the Jubilee,Hurrah! Hurrah!We'll drink him a toast or two or three,Hurrah! Hurrah!The laurel wreath is ready nowTo place upon his loyal browAnd we'll all feel gayWhen Johnny comes marching home.Let love and friendship on that day,Hurrah, hurrah!Their choicest pleasures then display,Hurrah, hurrah!And let each one perform some part,To fill with joy the warrior's heart,And we'll all feel gayWhen Johnny comes marching home.