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The Yellow Rose of Texas
There's a yellow rose in Texas, that I am going to see.
No other soldier knows her -- no soldier, only me.
She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, we never more shall part.
CHORUS:
She's the sweetest rose of colour, this soldier ever knew.
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew.
You may talk about your dearest May and sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.
Where the Rio Grande is flowing and the starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river in the quiet summer night.
She thinks, if I remember, when we parted long ago,
I promised to come back again and not to leave her so.
Oh, now I'm going to find her, for my heart is full of woe,
And we'll sing the song together that we sang so long ago.
We'll play the banjo gaily, and we'll sing the songs of yore,
And the Yellow Rose of Texas shall be mine forever more.
[Alternate Last Verse]
Oh, now I'm headed southward, for my heart is full of woe.
I'm going back to Georgia to find my Uncle Joe.
You may talk about your Beauregard and sing of Bobby Lee,
But the gallant Hood of Texas, he played hell in Tennessee!
No other soldier knows her -- no soldier, only me.
She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, we never more shall part.
CHORUS:
She's the sweetest rose of colour, this soldier ever knew.
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew.
You may talk about your dearest May and sing of Rosa Lee,
But the Yellow Rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.
Where the Rio Grande is flowing and the starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river in the quiet summer night.
She thinks, if I remember, when we parted long ago,
I promised to come back again and not to leave her so.
Oh, now I'm going to find her, for my heart is full of woe,
And we'll sing the song together that we sang so long ago.
We'll play the banjo gaily, and we'll sing the songs of yore,
And the Yellow Rose of Texas shall be mine forever more.
[Alternate Last Verse]
Oh, now I'm headed southward, for my heart is full of woe.
I'm going back to Georgia to find my Uncle Joe.
You may talk about your Beauregard and sing of Bobby Lee,
But the gallant Hood of Texas, he played hell in Tennessee!