[Intro] [A soft, distant trumpet plays a military-style melody, then a driving swing beat sets in] (Lead: The world is at war, but our hearts stay strong...) (Fem. Backing Vocals: Keep the home fires burning...) [Verse 1] The factory smokestacks roar, the money's back in town, The economy is booming, turning all our frowns around. But the price for this fortune is heavy on our mind, Our boy is marching off with the bravest of his kind. He looks so proud in uniform, waving from the train, And it breaks our hearts as parents, but we hide away the pain. (Fem. Backing Vocals: Stay safe, my son!) (Lead: Yeah, God protect him now!) [Chorus] [Powerful big band brass, bittersweet but uplifting driving rhythm] We’re dancing to the Wartime Swing inside the crowded hall, Forgetting all the heartache and the shadows on the wall! Our daughter’s waiting anxiously for letters from overseas, Her fiancé is fighting through the muddy, stormy breeze. We hold each other tightly, this rhythm gives us might, 'Cause the swing is gonna carry us through the darkest night! [Verse 2] A photo on the mantlepiece, a ring upon her hand, Our daughter looks out to the sky, across this troubled land. She dances in her memories, her dress a silken thread, She knows after every storm, there's bluer skies ahead. The radio brings the latest news and then a brand new track, That puts the hope right in our bones and brings the spirit back. (Fem. Backing Vocals: He’ll be home soon!) (Lead: Oh yeah, we gotta keep the faith!) [Chorus] We’re dancing to the Wartime Swing inside the crowded hall, Forgetting all the heartache and the shadows on the wall! Our daughter’s waiting anxiously for letters from overseas, Her fiancé is fighting through the muddy, stormy breeze. We hold each other tightly, this rhythm gives us might, 'Cause the swing is gonna carry us through the darkest night! [Verse 3] The years are flying swiftly and we’re growing older now, But our feet refuse to ever stop, they remember how. We rocked the Roaring Twenties, survived the Thirties' blues, And we will see these children smile, that's the path we choose! Our love remains our compass, this music is our shield, Until the day of peace arrives and all the scars are healed. [Bridge] [Music drops to a marching snare drum and a beautiful, lonely clarinet solo] Hear the rolling of the drum? Hope will never die... [The full brass section bursts back in with incredible, emotional energy] We sing away our teardrops to the midnight sky! Write a letter to the front lines, send a kiss across the sea, Tonight we’re gonna set our heavy spirits free! (Fem. Backing Vocals: Send all my love!) (Lead: One, two, three – blow those blues away, boys!) [Instrumental Solo] [Triumphant and emotional 1940s Glenn Miller style saxophone and trumpet solo] (Fem. Backing Vocals chanting beautifully: Boogie woogie, bugle boy!) [Drums rolling with military precision leading into the final chorus] [Chorus] [Maximum orchestral explosion, full emotional power] We’re dancing to the Wartime Swing inside the crowded hall, Forgetting all the heartache and the shadows on the wall! Our daughter’s waiting anxiously for letters from overseas, Her fiancé is fighting through the muddy, stormy breeze. We hold each other tightly, this rhythm gives us might, 'Cause the swing is gonna carry us through the darkest night! [Outro] [Music slows down into a grand, sweeping and touching finale] We gotta hold together... till they all come marching home. (Fem. Backing Vocals: Shoo-shoo, baby...) (Lead: Love you, my beautiful dance partner.) [Final long trumpet note fades out with a distant radar beep] [End]
