Writers: Kipling/Speaks



By the old Moulmein Pagoda

Looking eastward to the sea

There's 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 ain't no Ten Commandments

And a cat can raise a thirst



And those crazy bells keep ringing

'Cause it's there that I long to be

By the egg foo yong pagoda

Looking eastward to the see