I'm comin' home, I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter
Telling you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do
Tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree
It's been three long years
If I don't see a ribbon round the ole oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us,
If I don't see a yellow ribbon
'Cause I couldn't bear to see
I'm really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need
And I wrote and told her please
Tie a yellow ribbon round the ole oak tree…
And I can't believe I see
Tie a ribbon round the ole oak tree
Irwin Levine, L. Russell Brown. Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Southern Music Pub Co. Inc, Spirit Music Group