People are tired,
Let them be.
Let them be happy
Take the war away
Send all the uniforms
To the goodwill store,
People are tired of war.

The world is tired,
Let the world be.
Let the rivers run
And the wind fly free.
No more cement please,
Over ancient soil.
The world is tired of improvements.

People are tired,
Let them alone,
Bright boys were never meant
To die so young,
Sweet girls were never meant
To fade and cry,
People are tired of being thrown away.

People are tired,
Let them be.
Let them be happy
Take the war away
Send all the uniforms
To the goodwill store,
People are tired of war.