Letras
I was born in the county of Kerry
Near the town of sweet Cahirciveen
It's there that the people are merry
With the hills and the valleys serene
My grandfather had an old fiddle
And this he made the melodies flow
And always my cradle was rocked to the tune
Of rollicking Rosin the Bow
Then, boys, take the floor with your colleens
And shake up your heel and your toe
Just loosen the fiddler's elbow
And he'll play you up Rosin the Bow
The day I was married to Eileen
My granddad was still to the fore
With his fiddle to set your heart dancing
When the brogues met the good earthen floor
Now I think of the bright smiling faces
Most are gone where the best of us go
Still in memory I hear the glad laughter
And the strains of sweet Rosin the Bow
Then, boys, take the floor with your colleens
And shake up your heel and your toe
And loosen the fiddler's elbow
And he'll play you up Rosin the Bow
When my troubles and trials are over
May my dust rest in Kerry's dear ground
And my song that loved God and old Ireland
To heaven I hope will be bound
And there I feel sure I'll see 'round me
The dear ones I loved here below
On the harp I'm no good, but the quail card and cord
Shall attract them up Rosin the Bow
Then, boys, take the floor with your colleens
And shake up your heel and your toe
Just loosen the fiddler's elbow
And he'll play you up Rosin the Bow
Just loosen the fiddler's elbow
And he'll play you up Rosin the Bow