LORRAINE, MY BEAUTIFUL ALSACE LORRAINE
(Fred Fisher (m) Alfred Bryan (l) 1917)

as recorded by Vernon Dalhart
with supporting vocalists
1918


Beside a camp fire gleaming,
A grenadier was dreaming,
His thoughts went back again to other years.
Night shadow found him,
And as they gathered around him,
Tenderly he murmured through his tears -

(Lorraine, Lorraine,
My beautiful Alsace Lorraine,
You're in my heart, forever to remain!)
I see your village steeple,
Your quaint old fashioned people,
And I wouldn't care
If I could be there again, Lorraine!

(Heart of France,
Part of France,
Someday when all my worries are through,
I'm coming to you!)
Lorraine, (Lorraine) Lorraine, (Lorraine)
Oh welcome me home once again,
(To live and die in my Alsace, Lorraine!)

He dreamt that he was straying
Among the children playing,
And often kissed his mother's tears away.
But ah, the awaking!
How his sad heart, it was breaking,
How he wished that he good dream for aye!

(Lorraine, Lorraine,
My beautiful Alsace Lorraine,
You're in my heart, forever to remain!)
I see your village steeple,
Your quaint old fashioned people,
And I wouldn't care
If I could be there again, Lorraine!

(Heart of France,
Part of France,
Someday when all my worries are through,
I'm coming to you!)
Lorraine, (Lorraine) Lorraine, (Lorraine)
Oh welcome me home once again,
(To live and die in my Alsace, Lorraine, Lorraine!)




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - October 2017)