Lyrics：Bernie Taupin
Music：Elton John
When are you gonna come down
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
Should have listened to my old man
You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing the blues
Ah...Ah...Ah...
So Goodbye yellow brick road
where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny black toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick roadAh...
Ah...
What do you think you'll do then?
I bet to shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
to set you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for titbits like you on the
ground... Ah.... Ah....