Watch official video, print or download text in PDF. Original lyrics of The Yellow Rose Of Texas song by Mitch Miller. .Southwestern flame. . Happy 3rd Birthday, Michelle, We're so sorry you're not here. By: Regina Scorpio. Good thing the state was Texas and not Massachusetts! Find more of Mitch Miller lyrics. She cried so when I left her, It like to broke my heart, And if I ever find her, We never more shall part. Oh, now I'm going to find her, For my heart is full of woe, And we'll sing the song together, That we sung 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 forevermore. No other soldier knows her -- No soldier, only me. Pedals of golden radiance. Lyrics to 'Yellow Rose Of Texas' by Ernest Tubb. 0 0 0. But one thing that never varies. Yellow Rose by Hanh Chau. But if this rose was so nicknamed by travelers in search of long-sought goals - goals commemorated in a wonderful folksong about a Texas heroine - then indeed Harison's Yellow may well be the "Yellow Rose of Texas." She is the purest rose of all, On her there is no spot. Explore 8 meanings and explanations or write yours. tags: Songs of the Confederacy, Yellow Rose of Texas There’s a yellow rose in Texas, That I am going to see, Nobody else could miss her, Not half as much as me. Such creative verses! Comment and share your favourite lyrics. Have you noticed Emily Dickinson poems can be sung to "Yellow Rose of Texas?"? The Mysterious Yellow Rose of Texas; by Linda Kirkpatrick. See Also: 'The Sweetest Little Rosebud' We Never Knew The mystery of Yellow Rose of Texas … We love you and miss you, Your Dad, brother, and I. Is the friendship between you and I. You may talk about dearest May and sing of Rosa Lee But the yellow rose of Texas Beats the belles of Tennessee. Autoplay next video. The Yellow Rose. We always thought we'd see you Grow another year. What a great poem. Explore 8 meanings and explanations or write yours. We feel your presence daily, Though you're not here right now. And now I’m going southward, for my heart is full of woe, I’m going back to Georgia, to see my Uncle Joe. There's a yellow rose in Texas that I'm gonna see Nobody else could miss her not half as much as me She cried so when I left her, it'd like to broke my heart And if I'd ever find her, we never more will part There's a yellow rose in Texas that I'm gonna see Nobody else could miss her not half as much as me She cried so when I left her, it'd like to broke my heart And if I'd ever find her, we never more will part Dickinson wrote in what’s called “ballad stanza.” It’s a form used for, well, ballads, and it dates back to Medieval times.