Far across these blue waters lives an old German's daughter
On the banks of the old River Rhine
Where I loved her and left her but I can't forget her
She is my pretty Fraulein.
Fraulein, Fraulein, look up toward the heavens at nights
When the stars start to shine
By the same stars above you I swear that I love you
You are my pretty Fraulein.
My memories wander away over yonder
To the sweetheart that I left behind
In a moment of glory her face came before me
The face of my pretty Fraulein,
Fraulein, Fraulein, walk down by the river
Pretend that your hand's holding mine
By the pale moon above you I swear that I love you
You are my pretty Fraulein...
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