Where the Rio Grande is flowing lived a woman brave and fine
A heroine of the people and honored in her time
The Yellow Rose of Texas has long been laid to rest
But history would be different without the lovely Emily West.

Cho: She was the sweetest rose of color that Texas ever knew
Her eyes were bright as diamonds, they sparkled like the dew,
You may talk about your Clementine, And sing of Rosa Lee
But the Yellow Rose of Texas was the only girl for me.