Dearest love, do you remember when we last did meet
How you told me that you loved me, kneeling at my feet 
Oh! how proud you stood before me in your suit of blue
When you vowed to me and country ever to be true

Weeping, sad and lonely
Hopes and fears, how vain! 
When this cruel war is over
Praying that we meet again

When the summer breeze is sighing mournfully along,
Or when autumn leaves are falling, sadly breathes the song,
Oft in dreams I see thee lying on the battle plain,
Lonely, wounded, even dying, calling, but in vain.

Weeping, sad and lonely
Hopes and fears, how vain! 
When this cruel war is over
Praying that we meet again

If, amid the din of battle, nobly you should fall,
Far away from those who love you, none to hear you call,
Who would whisper words of comfort, who would soothe your pain?
Ah, the many cruel fancies ever in my brain.

Weeping, sad and lonely
Hopes and fears, how vain! 
When this cruel war is over
Praying that we meet again

But our country called you, darling, angels cheer your way!
While our nation's sons are fighting, we can only pray.
Nobly strike for God and country, let all nations see
Slow we love the starry banner, emblem of the free!

Weeping, sad and lonely
Hopes and fears, how vain! 
When this cruel war is over
Praying that we meet again