Roisin' The Beau Lyrics - Dubliners

I travelled all over this wide world, 

And now to another I'll go. 

I know that good quarters are waitin', 

To welcome ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

To welcome ol' Roisin' the Beau, 

To welcome ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

I know that good quarters are waitin', 

To welcome ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

When I'm dead and laid out on the counter, 

A voice will be heard from below: 

Sayin' send out a hogshead of whiskey, 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau, 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

Sayin' send out a hogshead of whiskey, 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

Then get a half dozen stout fellows, 

And line them all up in a row, 

Then drink out a half gallon bottles, 

To the memory of Roisin' the Beau. 

To the memory of Roisin' the Beau, 

To the memory of Roisin' the Beau. 

Then drink out a half gallon bottles, 

To the memory of Roisin' the Beau. 

Then get these half dozen stout fellows, 

And let them all stagger and go, 

Then dig a great hole in the meadow, 

And in it with Roisin' the Beau. 

And in it with Roisin' the Beau, 

And in it with Roisin' the Beau. 

Then dig a great hole in the meadow, 

And in it with Roisin' the Beau. 

When I hear the old tyrant approaching, 

That cruel, remorseless old foe, 

I'll lift up my glass in his honour, 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau, 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau. 

I'll lift up my glass in his honour, 

Take a drink with ol' Roisin' the Beau.