Lyrics Rosin the Bow - Tommy Makem, The Clancy Brothers

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, 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 fllas
And stack them all up in a row
Let 'em drink out of half-gallon bottls
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