The Clash

(Traditional; Arranged by Strummer/Jones)
When Johnny comes marching home again, hurrah, tala
He's coming by bus or undergound, hurrah, tala
A woman's eye will shed a tear
To see his face so beaten in fear
And it was just �round the corner in the English Civil War
It was still at the stage of clubs and fists, hurrah, tala
When that well-know face got beaten to bits, hurrah, tala
You face was blue in the light of the screen
As watched the speech of an animal scream
The new party army was marching right over our heads
All right