If peace time came, and we all got poor,
And I had to go begging from door to door,
I wouldn't sell my old guitar
Cause I'd sing,
Oh.
If peace time came, and we all got poor,
And I had no slippers to dance on the floor,
I'd dance on the street in my two bare feet,
And I'd sing,
Oh.
If peace time came, and we all got poor,
We'd be so merry and feel so pure,
That we'd share our bread and bounce on the bed,
And we'd sing,
Oh.
If peace time came, and we all got poor,
We'd be richer than we ever were,
And we'd dance in a ring with a ring jing jing,
And we'd sing,
Oh.