There's a yellow rose of Texas I'm goin' for to see,
No other soldier knows her, nobody only me.
She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, we never-more will part.
Where the Rio Grande is flowing and starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river in the quiet summer night.
She thinks if I remember we parted long ago;
I promised to come back again and never let her go.
Oh, now I'm goin' to find her, my heart is full of woe;
We'll sing the song together we sang so long ago.
We'll play the banjo gaily and sing the songs of yore,
And the yellow rose of Texas will be mine for-ever-more.
She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew.
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew.
You may talk about your winsome maids and sing of Rosalie,
But the yellow rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.
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