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By the old Moulmein Pagoda
Looking eastward to the sea
There's a Burma broad a settin'
And I know she thinks of me

For the wind is in those 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
Can't ya hear their paddles chunkin'
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
Where there ain't no Ten Commandments
And a cat can raise a thirst

Cause those crazy bells are calling
And it's there that I would be
By the old Moulmein Pagoda
Looking lazy at the see
Looking lazy at the see

Come you back to Mandalay
Where the old flotilla lay
Can't ya hear their paddles chunkin'
From Rangoon to Mandalay

On the road to Mandalay
Where the flying fishes play
And the dawn comes up like thunder

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