@McTag,
Ah, my long time friend, McTag. Chet was doing my telling song.
Every time we say goodbye, I cry a little Every time we say goodbye wonder why a little,
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know.
Think so little of me, they allow you to go.
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to
minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.
Of course we all know The Yellow Rose of Texas was a Mulatto gal.
Here's a great golden oldie that I used to think was English, but they
are from Texax, too.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nA0Knw7O5r4