There’s a yellow rose in Texas, I am going to see,
No other cowboy knows her, no cowboy only me;
She cried so when I left her, It like to break my heart
And if I ever find her we never more will part.
She’s the sweetest rose of color this cowboy ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew,
You may talk about your dearest May and sing of Rosalie
But the yellow rose of Texas beats the girls of Tennessee.
Oh, now I’m going to find her, for my hearts is full of woe,
And we’ll sing the songs together that we sang so long ago;
We’ll play the banjo gaily, and we’ll sing the songs of yors
And the yellow rose of Texas shall be mine for evermore.
