Roisin the Bow Songtext

von Clancy Brothers

I've traveled all over this world
And now to another I go
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin' the Bow

To welcome old Rosin' the Bow, oh
To welcome old Rosin' the Bow
I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin' the Bow

When I'm dead and laid let out on the counter
A voice you will hear from below
Saying "send down a hog's head of whiskey
To drink with old Rosin' the Bow"

To drink with old Rosin' the Bow, oh
To drink with old Rosin' the Bow
Saying "send down a hog's head of whiskey
To drink with old Rosin' the Bow"

Then get a half-dozen stout fellas
And stack them all up in a row
Let 'em drink out of half-gallon bottles
To the memory of Rosin' the Bow

To the memory of Rosin' the Bow, oh
To the memory of Rosin' the Bow
Let 'em drink out of half-gallon bottles
To the memory of Rosin' the Bow

Then get this half-dozen stout fellas
And let them all stagger and go
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin' the Bow

And in it put Rosin' the Bow, oh
And in it put Rosin' the Bow
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin' the Bow

I fear that old tyrant approaching
That cruel remorseless old foe
And I lift up me glass in his honor
Take a drink with old Rosin' the Bow

Take a drink with old Rosin' the Bow, oh
Take a drink with old Rosin' the Bow
I lift up me glass in his honor
Take a drink with old Rosin' the Bow