Last night I had the strangest dream,
I ever had before,
I dreamed the world had all agreed,
To put an end to war.
I dreamed there was a mighty room,
And the room was filled with meeting,
And the paper they were signing
Said they'd never fight again.
And when the paper was all signed,
And a million copies made,
They all joined hands and circled 'round,.
And grateful prayers were made.
And the people on the streets below
Were dancing 'round and 'round,
With swords and guns and uniforms
All scattered on the ground.
I ever had before,
I dreamed the world had all agreed,
To put an end to war.
I dreamed there was a mighty room,
And the room was filled with meeting,
And the paper they were signing
Said they'd never fight again.
And when the paper was all signed,
And a million copies made,
They all joined hands and circled 'round,.
And grateful prayers were made.
And the people on the streets below
Were dancing 'round and 'round,
With swords and guns and uniforms
All scattered on the ground.
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