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All the weary of the earth will finally rest;
We will take babies in our arms, and do our best.
When the sun is low the field,
To and music they will yield,
And the weary of the earth will rest.

And the on his tractor, and beside his plow,
Will there in confusion as we wet his brow
the tears of all the businessmen
Who see what they have to him,
And the weary farmers of the shall rest.

And the aching workers of the again shall sing
These words in mighty choruses to all will -
"We no longer be the poor,
For no one us any more,"
And the workers of the world shall sing.

And when the burn their uniforms in every land,
And the foxholes at the borders will be unmanned -
General, when you come for the
The troops will forgotten you,
And the men and of the earth shall rest.