Old Rosie

All my life I've been searching

Trying to fulfill my dream

Since a youngin' I have known it was my destiny

To own a traction steam engine machine

No matter what her condition

I would do her up like new

Then I'd take her round to all the steam fair showing grounds

She'd cause such a hullabaloo

Good old Rosie (Old Rosie)

You're my Rosie (My Rosie)

I love Rosie

Stoking up the fire, letting off steam

Engine smooth like a dream

She'll be known as the steam fair queen

Old Rosie

Out of the blue came a vision

When I first caught sight of you

Abandoned in a gloomy barn on a scrumpy cider farm

I realized my searching was through

You were rotting, sad and sorry

Under years of dirt and rust

Amidst the brambles, leaves and weeds

Them bleeding nettles stung me knees

To save you, I knew that I must

Good old Rosie (Old Rosie)

You're my Rosie (My Rosie)

I love Rosie

Stoking up the fire, letting off steam

Engine smooth like a dream

She'll be known as the steam fair queen

Old Rosie

After four long years of grafting

Burning candles through the night

Greasing, welding, angle grinding

Cleaning, rubbing down and priming Rosie

That showground's in sight

Gauzy paintwork all a-gleaming

We were ready now to go

All her friends and pals were there

Showing at the Dorset Fair

World famous great steam engine show

Good old Rosie (Old Rosie)

You're my Rosie (My Rosie)

I love Rosie

Rosie's crowned as the steam fair queen

Good old Rosie (Old Rosie)

You're my Rosie (My Rosie)

I love Rosie

Stoking up the fire, letting off steam

Engine smooth like a dream

Rosie's the queen of the steam fair scene

Rosie glows in the sunshine

Old Rosie