Fraulein
Far across deep blue waters, lives an old German's daughter |
To the sweetheart that I left behind In a moment of glory, a face comes before me The face of my pretty fraulein. Fraulein, Fraulein, walk down by the river Pretend that your hand's holdin' mine By the same stars above you, I swear that I love you 'cause you are my pretty fraulein. |