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 of 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, Saying send down a hog's head of whiskey to Drink with old Rosin the Bow. To drink with old Rosin the Bow, 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 fellows, And stack them all up in a row. Let them 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 them drink out of half-gallon bottles to The memory of Rosin the Bow Then get these half-dozen stout fellows, 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 stratch upon them 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 stratch upon them The name of old Rosin the Bow I feel that old tyrant approaching, That cruel and 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, Take a drink with old Rosin the Bow. And I lift up me glass in his honor Take a drink with old Rosin the Bow.