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Title
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Rosin the Beau
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Singer
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Warren, William
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
I've travelled this world over,
And now to another I'll go,
For I know that good quarters are waiting,
To welcome old Rosin the Beau.
Chorus
To welcome old Rosin the Beau,
To welcome old Rosin the Beau,
For I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome old Rosin the Beau.
Verse 2
When I'm dead and laid out on the counter
A voice you will hear from below,
Crying out, 'Whisky and water,
To drink to old Rosin the Beau.'
Chorus
Verse 3
And when I am dead, I reckon,
The ladies will want to, I know,
Just lift the lid off the coffin,
And look at old Rosin the Beau.
Chorus
Verse 4
Then get a full dozen stout fellows,
And stand them all round in a row,
And drink out half gallon bottles
To the name of old Rosin the Beau.
Chorus
Verse 5
Then get half a dozen young fellows
And let them all staggering go,
And dig a great hole in the meadow,
And in it toss Rosin the Beau.
Chorus
Verse 6
Then get you a couple of tombstones,
Put one at my head and my toe,
And do not fail to scratch on it,
The name of old Rosin the Beau.
Chorus
Verse 7
I feel that great tyrant approaching,
That cruel, implacable foe,
That spares neither age nor condition,
Not even old Rosin the Beau.
Chorus
