Angels they are weeping o’er the foreign war,
Bloodstreams are flowing from shore to shore
Brave heroes are falling to arise no more
But still the bugels calling evry man to war.

After the war is over and the world’s at peace
Many a heart’ll be aching after the war has ceased,
Many a home will be vacant,
Many a child be alone.
But I hope they’ll all be happy
In a place called Home sweet Home.

Changed will be the picture of the foreign lands,
Maps will change entirely to different hands
Kings and Queens may ever rule their fellow man
But pray they be united like our own free land.

After the war is over and the world’s at peace
Many a heart’ll be aching after the war has ceased,
Many a home will be vacant,
Many a child be alone.
But I hope they’ll all be happy
In a place called Home sweet Home.

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