Hello, Central, Hello, hurry, Give me four-
Oh-three Hello, Mary, Hello, Jerry, Yes, yes
This is me! Just landed at the pier
And found the telephone
We've been parted for a year, Thank God
At last I'm home! Haven't time to talk a
Lot, Though I'm feeling mighty gay
Listen, sweet forget-me not
I've only time to say:
All of No Man's Land is ours, dear, Now I
Have come back home to you, My honey true
Wedding bells in Junie-June All will
Tell by the tunie
Tune, The victory's won, the war is over
The whole wide world is wreathed in clover!
Then, hand-in hand we'll stroll through life
Dear just think how happy we will
Be, I mean, we three, We'll pick
A bungalow among the fragrant boughs
And spend our honeymoon with
The blooming flowers
All of No Man's Land is ours
All of No Man's Land is ours, dear
Now I have come back home to you
My honey true joyfull bells in Junie-June
All will tell by the tunie tune
The victory's won, the war is over
The whole wide world is wreathed in clover!
All of No Man's Land is ours