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To: average joe who wrote (2188)	11/15/2007 6:24:10 PM
From: Tom Clarke	Respond to of 32188

Rosin the Beau was a favorite at Irish wakes in the old days. Rosin The Beau 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 Beau To welcome old Rosin the Beau To welcome old Rosin the Beau And I know that good quarters are waiting To welcome old Rosin the Beau. When I'm dead and laid out on the counter A voice you will hear from below Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey To drink with old Rosin the Beau" To drink with old Rosin the Beau" To drink with old Rosin the Beau" Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey To drink with old Rosin the Beau". 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 Beau To the memory of Rosin the Beau To the memory of Rosin the Beau Let them drink out of half gallon bottles To the memory of Rosin the Beau. Then get this 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 Beau And in it put Rosin the Beau And in it put Rosin the Beau And dig a great hole in the meadow And in it put Rosin the Beau. Then get ye a couple of bottles Put one at me head and me toe With a diamond ring scratch upon them The name of old Rosin the Beau The name of old Rosin the Beau The name of old Rosin the Beau With a diamond ring scratch upon them The name of old Rosin the Beau. I've only this one consolation As out of this world I go I know that the next generation Will resemble old Rosin the Beau Will resemble old Rosin the Beau Will resemble old Rosin the Beau I know that the next generation Will resemble old Rosin the Beau. 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 Beau Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau And I lift up me glass in his honor Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau.