Rosin the Bow

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
To welcome old Rosin the Bow
And I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Bow

When I'm dead and laid out on the counter,
A voice you will hear from below
Sayin', "Send down a hogshead of whiskey
To drink with old Rosin the Bow!"

To drink with old Rosin the Bow
To drink with old Rosin the Bow
Sayin', "Send down a hogshead of whiskey
To drink with old Rosin the Bow!"

Then get a half dozen stout fellas
And stack 'em 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
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
And in it put Rosin the Bow
And dig a great hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Bow

Then get ye a couple of bottles,
Put one at me head and me toe
With a diamond ring scratch upon 'em
The name of old Rosin the Bow

The name of old Rosin the Bow
The name of old Rosin the Bow
With a diamond ring scratch upon 'em
The name of old Rosin the Bow

I fear that old tyrant approaching,
That cruel, remorseless old Foe
And I lift up me glass in his honour:
Take a drink with old Rosin the Bow!

Take a drink with old Rosin the Bow
Take a drink with old Rosin the Bow
And I lift up me glass in his honour:
Take a drink with old Rosin the Bow!