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 tellin' you I'd soon be free Then you'll know just what to do if you still want me If you still want me
CHORUS:
Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do you still want me? If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus Forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
Bus driver, please look for me 'Cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see I'm really still in prison, and my love she holds the key A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free I wrote and told her this:
REPEAT CHORUS
Now the whole damn bus is cheering And I can't believe I see A hundred yellow ribbons 'round the old oak tree I'm comin' home