Frank Sinatra

By the old moulmein pagoda
Looking eastward to the sea
Theres 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 aint no ten commandments
And a cat can raise a thirst

And those crazy bells keep ringing
cause its there that I long to be
By the egg foo yong pagoda
Looking eastward to the see