And now, Johnny, come here; I've something to whisper in your ear.

Hold your ear close down here, so that no one can hear: "We want big fat offices when the war is over.

Some of us want to be presidents, some governors, some go to congress, and be big ministers to 'Urup,' and all those kind of things, Johnny, you know.

Just go back to your camp, Johnny, chase round, put on a bold front, flourish your trumpets, blow your horns.

And, Johnny, we don't want to be hard on you, and we'll tell you what we'll do for you.