Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate,
Darling I remember
the way you used to wait,
'Twas there that you whispered tenderly,
That you loved me,
You'd always be,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili 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 "good-night,"
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili 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,
I heard your feet,
But could not meet,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.

Resting in a billet
just behind the line,
Even tho'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 Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.