Yellow Rose Of Texas - The Hi-Lo's

Nobody else could miss her

Not half as much as me

She cried so when I — pardon me

That’s just a shade loud on the snare drum

She’s the sweetest little rosebud

That Texas ever knew

Her eyes are bright as diamonds

They sparkle like the dew

See now you covered up sparkle like the dew

One of the lovliest parts in the whole

Texas is the only girl for me

He covered up the picallos there

Where the Rio Grand is

Where the Rio

Where

Wh-

See my feeling is while I love a good snare drum

I feel that volume wise it’s just a little too much what you’re doing there

See?

See, see what I mean?

Now you try and hold it there

I appreciate it

Where the Rio Grand (I appreciate it)

Where the Rio Grand is flowing

And starry skies (that's better)

She walks along the river

On the quiet (oh that’s so much better)

I know that she remembers

When we parted long ago

(You know that there’s just a world of difference, oh mercy)

She’s the sweetest little rosebud

That Texas ever knew

Her eyes are bright as diamonds

They sparkle like the dew

See you’re slipping back into your old habits again

Why do you do that.

Why do you

Texas is the only girl for me!

I love a good snare drum but — hold it hold it hold it

People people let’s go back there the snare drummer covered up the tra-la-las

We just do it again, smart Alec

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

You see how lovely that turned out?

Now that’s a darling part

OK banjo… yug-dugga-dugga.

That’s purty.

That’s purty

Oh now I’m gonna (that's purty)

For my heart is full of woe

We’ll do the things together

We did so long ago

We’ll play the banjo gaily

She’ll love me like (banjo drowns out)

Excuse me, you ain’t any kin to the snare drummer, are you?

She’s the sweetest little rosebud

That Texas ever knew

Why do you do that?

Why do you burst out like that?

It irritates me

That irritates me.

That irritates me, that’s all

But the yellow rose of Texas

HOLD ON!

HOLD ON!

Hold on you smart Alec Yankee drummer you!

You can cover up rose, you can cover up yellow, buddy

But don’t you cover up TEXAS!

Or I’ll stick your head through that cotton-pickin snare drum

And secede from the band so help me Mitch Miller I will!

And the yellow rose of Texas will be mine forever more

Cut it off there.

The record’s over, you idiot

Stop it, stop it I say.

Just stop it, stop it

I’m getting out of here

He ruined the ending, one of the lovliest parts in the whole…

Piece!