The Yellow Rose of Texas came down by the Eildon Tree As her hair shone in the morning sun, her eyes were wild and free And I knew I would go with her, 'cos she put a spell on me She told me she would take me where the Johnson folk still trade She carried gold and silver and the finest French brocade I told her I had nothing, just my shoes and my old hat She said, Watch out where youre walkin' tonight, 'cos I've seen 'em killed for much less than that Her hair was of the grass-green silk Her mantle of the velvet fine And hung upon her horse's mane Were sixty silver bells and nine We came upon a doctor who plied everything you like She said, Do you wanna get high? I said, Well, I guess, alright. If you're havin' one, I'm havin' one. And then we had three. By the time she left in the morning there was nothing left of me. I went and got myself a horse, I had to rob to get it I carried myself a gun and I chased that woman across the desert And when I came upon her, she fell down on her knees She says, I know I took your shoes and hat, but please dont shoot me, please! I says, What d'you want? You jes left me there in that desperate one-horse town! She says, I can't help it, D.W., it's in my nature, just like the frog and scorpion drowned. I didn't know what she was talking about and I was just about to say But she popped me with a little two-shot Derringer and that was the end of me.