OLD ROSIN THE BEAU (OLD ROSIN THE BOW) Sung by: Mrs. Russell Vaughan Recorded in Memphis, TN Click here to listen to the original recording The girls, they all called me their beau, But now I am old and ugly, They call me, “Old Rosin the Bow.” They call me, “Old Rosin the Bow,” They call me, “Old Rosin the Bow.” But now I am old and ugly, They call me, “Old Rosin the Bow.” When I am in my coffin, Just gather the folks that you know, And take a couple of . . . , Stand one at the head and the toe, And think of “Old Rosin the Bow,” And think of “Old Rosin the Bow,” And drink out of a big-bellied bottle, And think of “Old Rosin the Bow.” Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #846, "Old Rosin the Bow"; Brown, Vol. III, #32; Belden, p. 255. |
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