When This Cruel War Is Over (Arr. for Voice & Choir by Matthew Guard)

Dearest Love, do you remember, when we last did meet, How you told me that you loved me, kneeling at my feet? Oh! How proud you stood before me, in your suit of blue, When you vow’d to me and country, ever to be true.

Weeping, sad and lonely, hopes and fears how vain! When this cruel war is over, praying that we meet again.

When the summer breeze is sighing, mournfully along,

Or when autumn leaves are falling, sadly breathes the song. Oft in dreams I see thee lying on the battle plain,

Lonely, wounded, even dying, calling but in vain.

Weeping, sad and lonely...

Weeping, sad and lonely, hopes and fears how vain!

When this cruel war is over, praying that we meet again. But our Country called you, Darling, angels cheer your way; While our nation’s sons are fighting, we can only pray.

With our hopes in God and Liberty, let all nations see

How we loved the starry banner, emblem of the free.

Weeping, sad and lonely...