THE VICT'RY POLKA
Words by Samuel Cahn; music by Jule Styne; ©1944.
As sung by the Andrews Sisters.

There's gonna be a hallelujah day,
When the boys have all come home to stay,
And a million bands begin to play,
We'll be dancing the vict'ry polka.

And when we've lit the torch of liberty,
In each blacked-out land across the sea,
When a man can proudly say "I'm free,"
We'll be dancing the vict'ry polka.

And we will give a mighty cheer
When a ration book is just a souvenir,
And we'll heave a mighty sigh
When each gal can kiss the boy she kissed goodbye.

And they'll come marching down Fifth Avenue,
The United Nations in review,
When this lovely dream has all come true,
We'll be dancing the vict'ry polka.

Dance, dance, dance the vict'ry polka.
Join, join the merry throng.
Sing, sing, sing the vict'ry polka.
Raise your voices loud and strong.

There's gonna be a great hallelujah day
When the boys have all come home to stay,
And a million bands begin to play,
We'll be dancing the vict'ry polka.

And they'll come marching down Fifth Avenue,
The United Nations in review.
When this lovely dream has all come true,
We'll be dancing the vict'ry polka.
We'll be dancing the vict'ry polka.