Way down upon the Yalu River,
Far, far away,
Thats where my Seoul is burning ever,
Thats where the old NORKs play.
All Pyongyang is sad and dreary
Everywhere I roam,
Oh Silla, how my heart grows weary,
Far from the old Chosun home.
Me rike.
Oh the sun shines bright
When the Trident finds Yong Fat's home
And you can see Pyongyang
from 100 miles awayyyy