Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Last night I was dreaming of days that are gone,
Of days that you might recall,
And just like a photoplay upon my wall,
Once more I saw it all.
It was just a dream you see,
But how real it seemed to be,

Chorus:
I saw buddies true, marching two by two,
In my dream of the Big Parade,
I saw angels fair with the Red Cross there,
In my dream of the Big Parade.
I saw Gold Star Mothers, sisters and brothers,
What a sacrifice they made;
I saw one-legged pals coming home to their gals,
In my dream of the Big Parade.

Verse 2:
I saw Chateur Thierry all filled with marines,
I strolled by the river Seine,
I saw all the villages 'mid fields of green,
In old Alsace Lorraine;
And the mem'ry lingers yet,
They were scenes I can't forget.

(Repeat Chorus)

(Recitation can either be done to rhythm or
artists may take liberties having orchestra
pick up voice at cue.)

Recitation:
Millions of soldiers, — millions of men
All going over, — I see them again;
Oceans of water, submarines too,
Millions of sailors helping them through.
Millions of doughboys landing in Brest,
Marching and marching, — never a rest;
Millions of bullets thundering past,
Millions of buddies wounded and gassed.
Valleys of ruins, mountains of mud,
Beautiful rivers, and rivers of blood;
Aeroplanes flying, — bombs coming down,
Millions of cooties crawling around.
Pieces of shrapnel, — pieces of shell,
Many a cross where somebody fell.
Fighting and fighting, — a horrible war,
And God knows what you're fighting it for.

Then came November, — that Armistice Day
Out of a trench into a cafe,
Paddy and Abie and Jimmy and Jack
Over their bottles of wine and cognac
Telling their love tales to Jean and Georgette,
Little french girls they had to forget.
And then came the journey over the foam,
But all that went over, didn't come home.