I'm coming home I've done my time now I've got to know what is or isn't mine
If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free, then you'll know just what to do if you still want me, if you still want me
Oh, 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 ole oak tree
Bus driver, please, look for me, ‘cause I couldn't dear to see what I might see, I'm really still in prison, my love she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free, I wrote and told her, please
Oh, 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 ole oak tree
Now the whole damned bus is cheering and I can't believe I see, a hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree