Yeller Rose of Texas Songtext
von Tommy Emmanuel

Well, the yeller rose of Texas, the cutest on this earth
Her right eye looks at Dallas, her left one at Fort Worth
Her ponytail′s a dandy, that hairdo is a prize
But it comes in handy when she's a-switchin′ flies

Her skin is red and fuzzy, it feels just like a peach
I looked her over from head to toe, and she had one of each
Her face has fallen arches, it hangs just like a sack
She'd like to have 'em lifted, but she doesn′t have a drag
(Oh, poor mandoline, yeah)


Oh, the yeller rose of Texas, she looks just like a weed
That one big upper tooth of hers looks like a pumpkin seed
And when she opens up her mouth, it looks just like a rake
Her lips are just like petals, pedals on a brake (yeah)

Well, I was workin′ in the garden when I discovered her
I reached for an old tomater and, darlin', there you were
You can take your nasty-sturtiums and take your violets blue
And while you′re at it, take the yeller rose of Texas too (more mandolin)

And while you're at it, take the yeller rose of Texas too
While you′re at it, take the yeller rose of Texas too