Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I can picture the boys "over there,"
Making plenty of noise, "over there,"
And if I'm not wrong,
It won't be long,
Ere a certain song will fill the air;
It's all very clear,
The time's drawing near,
When they'll be marching down to the pier, singing:

Chorus:
"Goodbye France,
We'd love to linger longer, but we must go home;
Folks are waiting to welcome us across the foam;
We were glad to stand side by side with you,
Mighty proud to have died with you;
So goodbye France,
You'll never be forgotten by the U.S.A."

Verse 2:
They are waiting for one happy day,
When the word comes to start on their way;
With a tear-dimmed eye, They'll say 'goodbye'
But their hearts will cry, 'Hip-hip hooray!'
The friends that they made,
Will wish that they stayed,
As they start on their homeward parade, singing: