Roisin the Bow

I've traveled all over this world,
And now to another I go.
I know good quarters are waiting,
To welcome old "Roisin the Bow".
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 to old Roisin the Bow".
Let' s drink to old "Roisin the Bow",
Let' s drink to old "Roisin the Bow".
Saying "Send down a hogshead of whiskey",
We' ll drink to old "Roisin the Bow".
Now get a half dozen stout fellows,
And line them all up in a row,
Let them drink from half gallon bottles,
To the memory of "Roisin the Bow".
Now get this half dozen stout fellows,
Let them all stagger and go,
And dig a great hole in the meadow,
And in it put "Roisin the Bow".
In it put "Roisin the Bow",
In it put "Roisin the Bow",
Dig a great hole in the meadow,
And in it put "Roisin the Bow".
Get ye a couple of bottles,
Put one at my head and my toe,
With a diamond ring scratch upon them,
The name of old "Roisin the Bow",
The name of old "Roisin the Bow",
The name of old "Roisin the Bow".
With a diamond ring scratch upon them,
The name of old "Roisin the Bow".