Yellow River
So long, boy. You can take my place. Got my papers; I got my pay. So pack my bags and I*ll be on my way to Yellow River.
Put my gun down; the war is won. Fill my glass. Ah, the time has come. I*m going back to the place that I love-Yellow River.
Yellow River, Yellow River is in my mind and in my eyes. Yellow River, Yellow River is in my blood-it*s the place I love. Got no time for explanations. Got no time to lose. Tomorrow night you*ll find me sleeping underneath the moon at Yellow River.
Cannon fire lingers in my mind. I*m so glad I*m still alive. And I*ve been gone for such a long time from Yellow River.
I remember how the nights were cool. I can still see the water move. And I remember the girl that I knew from Yellow River. |