There’ll be bluebirds over
The white cliffs of Dover,
Tomorrow, just you wait and see.
There’ll be love and laughter,
And peace ever after,
Tomorrow when the world is free.
The shepherd will flock his sheep,
The valley will bloom again.
And Cliffy will go to sleep
In his own little room again.
There’ll be bluebirds over
The white cliffs of Dover,
Tomorrow, just you wait and see.
1941