(Guy) 
          D                      
There's a yellow rose in Texas 
 G   D                 G  
I'm going home to see  
       A                         
Though other men have held her 
Her heart belongs to me 
 
(Lady) 
 G      D                                
You've traveled down some dusty roads 
You've slept out in the rain 
         G              D             
But this yellow rose is always here 
     D        A     D      
When you come home again 
 
Chorus: 
           D                              G  
(Guy)  She knows I've done some hard time  
           D                      G  
(Lady) You stumbled then you fell  
              A                            
       I just kept your pride from dying 
(Guy)  You saved my sould from hell 
                 D                     G  
(both) She's the diamond of the desert  
                 D                         
       She's the golden flower of spring 
                 G              D       
       She's the yellow rose of Texas 
               D      A     D      
       She can make a man a king 
(Guy) 
          D                      
There's a yellow rose in Texas 
 G   D                          
She knows the dues I've paid 
 G       A                        
And I'm going home to tell her 
I wish I'd never strayed 
 
(Lady) 
 G   D                              
You couldn't see beyond yourself 
 G    A                        
Your pain and wounded pride 
    G                D          
But now you know the truth is 
       D       A      D      
in the way you feel inside 
 
Chorus 
 
        G              D           
Yes the yellow rose of Texas can 
 D      A     D      
make a man a kind 
Beats the bells of Ten-nes-see. 

           G               C    G  
There's a yel-low rose in Tex-as  
  D7   G  
That I'm go-ing there to see.  
   D7           
No oth-er fel-ler knows her,  
 Am7  D7  Am7  D7  
No-bod-y else but me.  
    G               C    G  
She cried so when I left her  
 D7      G  
It like to broke my heart.  
    D7          G    D7  
And if we ev-er meet a-gain  
   G      D7        G  
We nev-er more will part.  
 
          G                 C   G  
She's the sweet-est rose of col-or  
 D7      G  
 A fel-ler ev-er knew.  
   D7  
Her eyes are bright as dia-monds,  
 Am7  D7       Am7      D7  
They spark-le like the dew.  
         G                C  
You may talk a-bout your dear-est maids  
    G  
and sing of Ros-a-lie,  
        D7              G  
But the yel-low rose of Tex-as  
 
          D7               G  
Beats the bells of Ten-nes-see.