Oh, a million marching armies
and a million marching men
Have won the dark -skinned countries
But now the word has gone
That this old world is changing hands
From the master to the servant,
from the owner to the slaves
in a deep and dirty grave
That this old world is changing hands
Hey, Washington and Jefferson
They knew what they were doing
when they started something new
It was in this giant land of ours
When this old world was changing hands
From the master to the servant,
from the owner to the slave
in a deep and dirty grave
That this old world is changing hands
Hey, when World War II was rolling by,
Many countries had to listen
to the words they had to say.
And the word was spread to millions,
all of yellow, black, and tan,
that this old world was changing hands.
From the master to the servant,
from the owner to the slaves,
in a deep and dirty grave.
That this old world is changing
as the spoils of the wars
They were bought and sold together,
now together they will stand,
cause this old world is changing hands.
From the master to the servant,
from the owner to the slave,
in a deep and dirty grave.
It's so easy to see and well to understand,
that this old world is changing hands.
That this old world is changing hands.
