There's going to be a Hallelujah Day 
When the boys have [bad word] home to stay 
And a million bands begin to play. 
We'll be dancing "The Vict'ry Polka." 

And when we've lit the torch of liberty 
In each blacked out land across the sea 
When a man can proudly say 'I'm free' 
We'll be dancing "The Vict'ry Polka." 

And we will give a mighty cheer 
When the ration book is just a souvenir. 
And we'll heave a mighty sigh 
When each gal can kiss the boy she kissed good-bye. 

And [bad word] marching down Fifth Avenue 
The United Nations in review 
When this lovely dream has [bad word] [bad word]  
We'll be dancing "The Vict'ry Polka." 

Dance, dance, dance "The Vict'ry Polka." 
Join, join the merry throng. 
Sing, sing, sing "The Vict'ry Polka." 
Raise your voices loud and strong. 

There's going to be a great Hallelujah Day 
When the boys have [bad word] home to stay 
And a million bands begin to play. 
We'll be dancing "The Vict'ry Polka." 

And when we've lit the torch of liberty 
In each blacked out land across the sea. 
When a man can proudly say 'I'm free' 
We'll be dancing "The Vict'ry Polka."