On the Road to Mandalay - Frank Sinatra, Billy May and His Orchestra

By the old moulmein pagoda

Looking eastward to the sea

Theres a burma gal a settin

And I know that she waits for me And the wind is in those palm trees

And the temple bells they say

Come you back you mother soldier

Come you back to mandalay, come you back to mandalay

Come you back to mandalay

Where the old flotilla lay

I can here those 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 across the bay

Ship me somewhere east of suez

Where the best is like the worst

And there aint no ten commandments

And a cat can raise a thirst

And those crazy bells keep ringing

cause its there that I long to be By the egg foo yong pagoda

Looking eastward to the see