The Rattlin' Bog Songtext
von The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem

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 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,
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.