Lili Marlene

Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate,

Darling I remember the way you used to wait;

‘Twas there that you whispered ten – der – ly,

That you lov’d me, you’d always be,

My Lilli of the lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.

Time would come for roll call, time for us to part ;

Darling I’d caress you and press you to my heart.

And there ‘neath that far off lantern light

I’d hold you tight we’d kiss goodnight,

My Lillie of the lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.

Orders came for sailing somewhere over there,

All confined to barracks was more than I could bear;

I knew you were waiting in the street,

My Lillie of the lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.

Resting in a billet just behind the line,

Even though we’re parted, your lips are close to mine,

You wait where that lantern softly gleams

Your sweet face seems to haunt my dreams,

My Lillie of the lamplight, my own Lilli Marlene.