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Thread #91455   Message #3499932
Posted By: Uke
07-Apr-13 - 04:03 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: When I die, don't bury me at all...
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: When I die, don't bury me at all...
The versions below comes from "Tararua Song Book", a New Zealand tramping club songbook, compiled ca.1943. Interestingly, it's quite close to the Australian version above given by Bob Bolton:

When Moses was a little child
He floated down the river Nile,
And Pharaoh's daughter found home there,
And he was playing with a bottle of beer.

'Come, choose you now, 'twixt beer and me,'
Said Pharoah's daughter haughtily,
And Moses answered with a sigh,
'I guess I got to bid the booze goodbye.'

'So goodbye booze, don't want you no more,
My drinking days are nearly o'er.
We've had good times you can't deny,
So goodbye booze, I'm going to die.'

'And when I die, don't bury me at all
Just pickle my bones in alcohol.
Put a bottle of beer at my head and feet,
And then I know my bones will keep.'


The 1971 edition of "Tararua Song Book" has another last verse:

'And when I die, don't bury me at all
Just pickle my bones in alcohol.
Put a bottle of beer at my feet and head,
And if I don't move, you'll know I'm dead.'