We’re getting back our confidence! We’re coming out of gloom!
We’re working in the gardens where the flowers of summer bloom!
We’ve had our fit of dreading, and we’re on the road again
To the better days before us and the old-time faith in men.
We’re getting back our courage! We have struggled and we’ve failed.
We have seen our treasures vanish; we’ve been bitterly assailed;
But our heads are high this morning and in field and shop and mart
There is good old rugged honor, with the brave old fighting heart.
We’re getting back our mettle; you can sense it everywhere.
There’s a surging of the spirit ‘gainst the sweeping tide of care.
Now we’re done with dismal doubting, on the high road and the low
Men are working for the future with the faith of long ago.