Rosin The Beau

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I've traveled this wide world all 
                    C       Dm
over, and now to another I go
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I know good quarters are waiting, 
Bb F           C         F
to welcome old Rosin the Beau.

[Chorus]
                         Bb
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
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To welcome old Rosin the Beau
   F
I know good quarters are waiting,
Bb F           C         F
To welcome old Rosin the Beau.

[Verse 2]
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And get a half dozen stout fellows,
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 and stack them all up in a row
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Let them drink out of half gallon 
          Bb     F         C     
bottles, to the memory of Rosin 
    F
the Beau.

[Chorus]
                           Bb
To the memory of Rosin the Beau.
       F                   Dm     C
To the memory of Rosin the Beau.
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         F
Let them drink out of half gallon 
bottles,
Bb     F         C         F
To the memory of Rosin the Beau.

[Verse 3]
    F                        
And get this half dozen stout 
                           C     
fellows, and let them all stagger 
      Dm
and go
    F                              
And dig a great hole in the meadow,
 Bb  F         C         F
 and in it put Rosin the Beau.

[Chorus]
                        Bb
And in it put Rosin the Beau.
    F                   Dm     C
And in it put Rosin the Beau.
    F
And dig a great hole in the meadow,
Bb  F         C         F
And in it put Rosin the Beau.

[Verse 4]
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Then get you a couple of bottles, 
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put one at my head and my toe
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With a diamond ring scratch upon 
       Bb  F           C     
them, the name of old Rosin the 
    F
Beau.

[Chorus]
                          Bb
The name of old Rosin the Beau.
    F                     Dm     C
The name of old Rosin the Beau.
       F
With a diamond ring scratch upon 
them,
Bb  F           C         F
The name of old Rosin the Beau.

[Verse 5]
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I hear the old tyrant approaching, 
               C             Dm
that cruel remorseless old foe
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But I'll lift up my glass in his 
        Bb  F            C        
honor, and drink to old Rosin the 
 F
Beau.

[Chorus]
                           Bb
And drink to old Rosin the Beau.
    F                      Dm     C
And drink to old Rosin the Beau.
     F
I'll lift up my glass in his honor,
Bb  F            C         F
And drink to old Rosin the Beau.