Old Rosin the Beau (II)

I've traveled the wide world over,
And now to another I go;
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
I know that good quarters are waiting
To welcome Old Rosin the Bow

And when I am dead, if you wish it,
Old friends, you will want to, I know;
Come stand by the side of my coffin,
And look on Old Rosin the Bow

And look on Old Rosin the Bow
And look on Old Rosin the Bow
Come stand by the side of my coffin
And look on Old Rosin the Bow

Then get you a couple of tombstones,
That all who pass by as they go,
May read in the letters you put there
The name of Old Rosin the Bow

The name of Old Rosin the Bow
The name of Old Rosin the Bow
May read in the letters you put there
The name of Old Rosin the Bow

I feel the grim tyrant approaching,
That cruel and implacable foe
Who spares neither age nor condition
Nor even Old Rosin the Bow

Nor even Old Rosin the Bow
Nor even Old Rosin the Bow
Who spares neither age nor condition
Nor even Old Rosin the Bow


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