Johnny Lee — The Yellow Rose Of Texas

    	    	Вступление

G  
There's a yellow rose of Texas I'm goin' for to see, 
                             D7        
No other soldier knows her, nobody only me. 
     G  
She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart, 
     D7                       G       D7       G  
And if I ever find her, we never-more will part. 
 
VERSE:
           G  
There's a yellow rose of Texas I'm goin' for to see, 
                             D7        
No other soldier knows her, nobody only me. 
     G  
She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart, 
     D7                       G       D7         G  
And if I ever find her, we never-more will part. 
 
CHORUS:
            G  
She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew.   
                                        D7   
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew. 
         G   
You may talk about your winsome maids and sing of Rosalie, 
         D7                                 G         D7   G  
But the yellow rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee 
  
VERSE:
           G  
Where the Rio Grande is flowing and starry skies are bright, 
                                  D7  
She walks along the river in the quiet summer night. 
     G  
She thinks if I remember we parted long ago; 
   D7                                G       D7    G  
I promised to come back again and never let her go. 
 
VERSE:
      G           
Oh, now I'm goin' to find her, my heart is full of woe; 
                                  D7  
We'll sing the song together we sang so long ago. 
       G  
We'll play the banjo gaily and sing the songs of yore, 
         D7                              G         D7   G  
And the yellow rose of Texas will be mine for-ever-more.  
 
CHORUS:
            G  
She's the sweetest rose of color this soldier ever knew.   
                                        D7   
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew. 
         G   
You may talk about your winsome maids and sing of Rosalie, 
         D7                                 G         D7   G  
But the yellow rose of Texas beats the belles of Tennessee.