On The Road To Mandalay - Peter Dawson
Written by：Speaks/Kipling
By the old moulmein pagoda
Looking eastward to the sea
There's a burma girl a settin'
And I know she waits for me
Or the wind is in the palm trees
And the temple bells they say
Come you back you british soldier
Come you back to mandalay
Come you back to mandalay
Come you back to mandalay
Where the old flotilla lay
I can hear that paddles chonkin'
From rangoon to mandalay
On the road to mandalay
Where the flying fishes play
And the dawn comes up like thunder
Out of china 'cross the bay
Ship me somewhere east of suez
Where the best is like the worst
Where there ain't no ten commandments
And a man can raise a thirst
Or the crazy bells are calling
And it's there that I would be
By the old flotilla pagoda
Looking lasier to the sea
Looking lasier to the sea
Come you back to mandalay
Where the old flotilla lay
I can hear that paddles chonkin'
From rangoon to mandalay
On the road to mandalay
Where the flying fishes play
And the dawn comes up like thunder
Out of china 'cross the bay
