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Darling Lili
Put a light in the window
And keep wearing
That bonnie smile
On those cold railway benches
Or in the trenches
Warm up our hearts
Awhile
Darling Lili
Blow a kiss to us, dearie
As we travel
Each weary mile
Not for mother
Or each other
Are we off to
End this war
You're the darling
We'll be winning
It for
Smile away
Each rainy day
And laugh away
Your blues
Let love light the sky up
Tell those clouds to dry up
And smile away each rainy day
I'll give you three guesses
Who loves you
Who loves you
Right from the start
Not your mother
Who likes to baby you so
And not the girl next door
You used to know
Often I think
This sad old world
Is whistling
In the dark
Just like a child
Who, late from school
Walks bravely home
Through the park
To keep their spirits soaring
And keep the night at bay
Neither quite knowing
Which way they are going
They sing the shadows away
Often I think
My poor old heart
Has given up
For good
And then I see
A brand new face
I glimpse
Some new neighborhood
So walk me back home
My darling
Tell me dreams really come true
Whistling
Whistling
Here
In the dark with you
So walk me back home
My darling
Tell me dreams really come true
Whistling
Whistling
Here in the dark
With you
Play Pack Up Your Troubles.
Don't go. Don't worry.
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, smile, smile
While you've a lucifer
Smile, boys, that's the style
What's the use of worrying?
Get back to your seats.
It never was worthwhile
So pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile
Come on.
Smile, smile
Again!
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, smile, smile
While you've a lucifer
Smile, boys, that's the style
What's the use of worrying?
It never was worthwhile
So
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And smile, smile, smile
Keep the home fires burning.
Keep the home fires burning
While your hearts are yearning
Though your lads are far away
They dream of home
There's a silver lining
Through the dark cloud shining
Turn the dark cloud inside out
Till the boys
Tipperary.
Come home
It's a long way to Tipperary
It's a long way to go
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know
Goodbye, Piccadilly
Farewell, Leicester Square
It's a long, long way to Tipperary
But my heart's right there
Bravo!
Yeah!
Good evening, Miss Lili.
Hello, Emma.
The Colonel's in the study.
Thank you.
Oh, Emma, I'd love some tea.
Yes, miss.
Kurt.
How nice.
- How are you, my dear? - Fine.
That's most important, Lili.
We must know
exactly how the Allies are planning to utilize the military aircraft.
The war is changing.
It is, uh, moving into the air,
and, Lili,
we cannot afford to minimize this new potential.
As each new squadron is formed,
the air war expands,
the ground war is altered, forced to, uh, shift
and to, uh, to, how would you say,
to, uh,
accommodate on a day-to-day basis.
It's hard to believe.
What, that those ridiculous little aircraft could make such a difference?
Mmm-hmm.
Yesterday Baron von Richthofen
led six of those ridiculous little aircraft--
thank you-- in an attack on the ammunition depot in Toulon.
The explosion shattered windows in Paris.
It also stopped a well-planned enemy attack in the Argonne sector.
Incidentally, I understand,
you're to be decorated by the French government.
Yes.
When?
Well, no date's been set, but soon, I expect.
The sooner the better.
Good evening, Mr. Bedford.
Good evening, Sergeant.
Sorry to disturb you at this late hour,
but we've reason to believe
there's a German spy in the vicinity.
Blimey.
You haven't seen or heard anything suspicious, have you?
Not a thing,
but I'll certainly let you know if I do.
Uh, is Miss Lili down for the weekend?
Yes, her uncle's staying with us.
I believe, you met Mr. von Ruger when he was here last summer.
Oh, yes, the distinguished Swedish gentleman.
Swiss.
Yes, that's right, Swiss.
Well, give Miss Lili my regards, and her uncle,
and keep your eyes open, Mr. Bedford.
- I certainly will. - Good night, Sergeant.
Good night.
Trouble?
Nothing we can't handle.
We just have to be careful.
Your assignment is the famous Major William Larrabee.
Of the five men having access to the day-to-day planning of the air war,
he would seem to be the best prospect.
He's young, attractive, unmarried.
That's a change.
I'm getting weary of diplomats and old generals.
The Major is considered to be quite the ladies' man.
If you're gonna spend any length of time in France,
you should arrange some concerts,
maybe visit some of the hospitals.
Yes.
Success.
Major Larrabee.
Look out!
What's he doing?
Good morning, Colonel.
General.
You know Kraus?
Yes.
I understand you've assigned Project Sparrow
to Lili Smith.
Lili Schmidt.
But that, my dear Colonel, is precisely the distinction
that separates our points of view.
You say Schmidt, I say Smith.
Her father was German.
Her mother is English.
Lili Smith is an English subject.
She left Germany when she was 10.
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