All the girls are crazy ‘bout a certain little lad,
Altho’ he’s very, very bad,
He could be, oh, so good when he wanted to.
Bad or good he understood ‘bout love and other things,
For ev’ry girl in town followed him around
Just to hold his hand and sing:
Oh, Johnny! How you can love!
You make my sad heart jump with joy,
And when you’re near
I just can’t sit still a minute,
Please tell me dear
What makes me love you so?
You’re not handsome, it’s true,
But when I look at you,
Johnny tried his best to hide from ev’ry girl he knew,
But even this couldn’t do,
For they would follow him most ev’rywhere.
Then his friends got him to spend a week or two at home.
It’s worse now than before, ‘cause the girl next door
Hollers thru the telephone:
[Verse – Patriotic]
Uncle Sam is calling now for ev’ry mother’s son.
To go and get behind a gun,
And keep Old Glory waving on the sea
Now prepare to be right there to help the cause along,
To ev’ry chap you meet when you’re on the street,
You can sing this little song.
[Chorus – Patriotic]
Oh, Johnny! Why do you lag?
Run to your flag
Your country’s calling, can’t you hear?
Don’t stay behind while others do all the fighting,
Get right in line,
And help to crush the foe.
You’re a big husky chap,
Uncle Sam’s in a scrap,
Go! Johnny, Go!
Rose, Ed.; Olman, Abe.; and Sherwood, Ray, "Oh, Johnny! Oh, Johnny! Oh!" (1917). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1441.
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