| Underneath the lantern, by the barrack gate
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| Darling I remember, the way you used to wait
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| 't Was there that you whispered tenderly
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| That you’d love me, you’d always be
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| My Lilly of the lamplight, my own Lilly Marlene
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| Time would come for roll call, time for us to part
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| Darling I’d caress you, and press you to my heart
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| And there 'neath that far off lantern light
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| I’d hold you tight, we’d kiss «goodnight»
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| My Lilly of the lamplight, my own Lilly Marlene
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| Orders came for sailing, somewhere over there
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| All confined to barracks, was more than I could bear
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| I knew you were waiting in the street
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| I heard your feet, but could not meet
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| My Lilly of the lamplight, my own Lilly Marlene
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| Resting in a billet, just behind the line
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| Even though were parted, your lips are close to mine
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| You wait where that lantern softly gleams
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| Your sweet face seems, to haunt my dreams
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| My Lilly of the lamplight, my own Lilly Marlene
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| My Lilly of the lamplight, my own Lilly Marlene |