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When God turns the trenches to gardens again - Lyrics
Composer
Tennant, Gilbert C.
Lyricist
Tennant, Gilbert C.
Publisher
Shapiro, Bernstein & Co.
Place of Publication
New York (N.Y.)
Lyrics
When God Turns the Trenches to Gardens Again Verse: A father and mother sit close to each other by the fire tonight, Both broken hearted for they have just parted with one who had gone forth to fight. Things seem so lonely without him she sighs, he draws her close to his heart, And whispers, “My darling, tho’ skies may be gray, remember we’re doing our part.” Refrain: When God turns the trenches to gardens again, And the bloom of the rose scents the air. When the fields are all covered with bright golden grain, Where our heroes have fought over there. Tho our hearts may grow heavy and lonely, For the loved one we cannot regain. Let our next generation be proud of its nation, When God turns the trenches to gardens again. Verse: When God made creation, he meant ev’ry nation to love each other too, Somehow or other they hate each other, which he did not mean they should do. Think of the blood-shed that’s caused thro’ it all, hearts that are broken today, If I could but do it, I’d lay down
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Record Series 12/9/96
Series 2, Box 23, Folder 1
Local Identifier
2014_12996_893
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
When God Turns the Trenches to Gardens Again Verse: A father and mother sit close to each other by the fire tonight, Both broken hearted for they have just parted with one who had gone forth to fight. Things seem so lonely without him she sighs, he draws her close to his heart, And whispers, “My darling, tho’ skies may be gray, remember we’re doing our part.” Refrain: When God turns the trenches to gardens again, And the bloom of the rose scents the air. When the fields are all covered with bright golden grain, Where our heroes have fought over there. Tho our hearts may grow heavy and lonely, For the loved one we cannot regain. Let our next generation be proud of its nation, When God turns the trenches to gardens again. Verse: When God made creation, he meant ev’ry nation to love each other too, Somehow or other they hate each other, which he did not mean they should do. Think of the blood-shed that’s caused thro’ it all, hearts that are broken today, If I could but do it, I’d lay down
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 23, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_893
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
When God Turns the Trenches to Gardens Again Verse: A father and mother sit close to each other by the fire tonight, Both broken hearted for they have just parted with one who had gone forth to fight. Things seem so lonely without him she sighs, he draws her close to his heart, And whispers, “My darling, tho’ skies may be gray, remember we’re doing our part.” Refrain: When God turns the trenches to gardens again, And the bloom of the rose scents the air. When the fields are all covered with bright golden grain, Where our heroes have fought over there. Tho our hearts may grow heavy and lonely, For the loved one we cannot regain. Let our next generation be proud of its nation, When God turns the trenches to gardens again. Verse: When God made creation, he meant ev’ry nation to love each other too, Somehow or other they hate each other, which he did not mean they should do. Think of the blood-shed that’s caused thro’ it all, hearts that are broken today, If I could but do it, I’d lay down
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 23, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_893
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986