C         G                C C7  
If I were free to speak my mind,  
            F              G G7  
I'll tell a tale to all mankind,  
           C      C7            F  
Of how the flowers do bloom and fade,  
          C   G              C  
Of how we fought, and how we paid.   
  
C          G                 C C7  
This weary world has had its fill,  
            F            G G7  
Of words of war on every hill.  
             C C7              F  
The time has come for peaceful days,  
             C G             C  
And peaceful men of peaceful ways.  
C           G                  C C7  
When all mankind has ceased to fight,  
              F                   G G7  
I'll raise my head in thanks each night,  
           C C7             F  
For this return, and all it means,  
  
            C G               C  
For golden days and peaceful dreams.   
Chorus