By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looldn’lazy at the sea, There’s a Burma girl a-settin’, and I know she thinks Wme; For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say; “Come you back, you British Soldier; come you back to Mandalay!” mandalay imagesCome you back to Mandalay, mandalay imagesWhere the old Flotilla lay; mandalay imagesCan’t you ‘ear their paddles clunkin’from Rangoon to Mandal, mandalay imagesOn the road to Mandalay, mandalay images Where the flyin’-fishes play, mandalay imagesAn’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer China ‘cross the Bay ‘Er petticoat was yaller an”er little cap was green, An”er name was Supi-Yaw-Lat jes’ the same as Theebaw’s Queen, An’l seed her first a-smokin’ of a whackin’ white cheroot, An’ wastin’ Christian kisses on an’eathen idol’s foot: mandalay hnagesBloomin’idol made o’ mud mandalay images Wot they called the Great Gawd Budd mandalay images Plucky lot she cared for idols when I kissed ‘er where she stud! mandalay images On the road to Mandalay …
When the mist was on the rice-fields an’ the sun was droppin’slowl She’d git ‘er little banjo an’ she’d sing “Kulla-la-lo!” With’er arm upon my shoulder an”er cheek again my cheek We useter watch the steamers an’ the hathis pilin’ teak.
Mandalay images Elephants a-piling teak mandalay imagesin the sludgy, squdgy creek, mandalay images Where the silence lung that’eavy you was’arf afraid to speak! mandalay images On the road to Mandalay.
But that’s all shove behind me — long ago and fur away, An’ there ain’t no ‘buses running from the Bank to Mandalay, An’ I’M learnin”ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells: “If you’ve’eard the East a-callin’, you won’t never’eed naught else.” Mandalay imagesNo! you wonVeed nothin’ else Mandalay images But them spicy garlic smells, Mandalay images An’ the sunshine an’ the palm-trees an’ the tinkly temple-bells; Mandalay images On the road to Mandalay …
I am sick’o wastin’ leather on these gritty pavin’-stones, An’ the blasted English drizzle wakes the fever in my bones; Tho’ I walks with fifty housemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand, An’ they talks a lot o’ lovin’, but wot do they understand?
Mandalay images Beefy face an’ grubby and Mandalay images Law! wot do they understand?
Mandalay images l’ve a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land! Mandalay images On the road to Mandalay…Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there ain’t no Ten Commandments an’ a man can raise a thirst; For the temple-bells are callin’, and it’s there that I would be By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea; Mandalay images On the road to Mandalay, Mandalay images Where the old Flotilla lay, Mandalay images With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay! Mandalay images On the road to Mandalay, Mandalay images Where the flying fishes play, Mandalay images An the dawn comes up like thunder outer ChIna crost the Bay! . ……… ….
Source : The traveller Vol 3, No.11 From August 24 To August 30, 2015