Cuenta una preciosa historia de amor: un joven comete errores en su juventud y debe sufrir la inevitable condena judicial. Deja a su novia en ese pueblecito donde piensa regresar algún día con ella. Transcurre el tiempo de condena y el muchacho le escribe diciendo que vuelve para encontrarse juntos. Tiene miedo de la reacción de su chica, y le pide que ate una cinta amarilla en el roble donde él le declaró su amor hace años. El autobús que le trae de vuelta pasará muy cerca, si vé que no le acepta se irá con su pena, por el contrario, si observa esa señal, notará que ella aún le quiere pese a su error de juventud. La canción concluye con un hermoso resultado: al pasar cerca del roble, no tan solo vé una cinta amarilla en señal de amor, sino que en el tronco hay cien cintas atadas como prueba irrefutable de ese amor fiel.
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LA LETRA
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 please:
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
(Irwin Levine/Russell Brown)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 please:
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
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