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Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
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- Drifters
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I'm coming home, I've done my time
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Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine.
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If you received my letter
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telling you I'd soon be free
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Then you'll know just what to do
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If you still want me.
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If you still want me.
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Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree, .
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It's been three long years.
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Do you still want me?
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If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree
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I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
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Put the blame on me
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If I don't see a yellow ribbon
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round the old oak tree
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Bus driver please look for me
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'Cause I couldn't bear to see
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What I might see
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I'm really still in prison
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and my love she holds the key.
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Simple yellow ribbon's
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What I need to set me free
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I wrote and told her please
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Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree, .
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It's been three long years.
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Do you still want me?
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If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree
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I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
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Put the blame on me
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If I don't see a yellow ribbon
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round the old oak tree
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Now the whole damn bus is cheering
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And I can't believe I see a
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hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree.
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Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
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| Drifters |
