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 We long for the laughter we used to know and the love that made giving sweet, But we must wait for the joys of old till the drums shall cease to beat.

We shall laugh once more as we used to do, and dance in the old-time way, For this is the pledge they have made to us who serve in the war today; And the joys of home that we treasure so are the joys that their lives defend, And they shall give us our Christmas time as soon as the war shall end.