There
are certain times in all our lives that are blown by winds
of change
And some are chilled and sorrowful and some
just bloody strange
And so it was with Rosa this story now I'll
tell
She's gone but ne'er forgotten and for her
now tolls the bell
Chorus:
So we bid farewell to
Rosa / I'm sure you'd all agree
There'll be none as tame
and none the same / Of poodle pedigree
It
was in the town of Hong Kong in the summer '71
My wife and I from Zurich love to travel
just for fun
Our loving angel Rosa was our pride and
our delight
No offspring ere could quite compare
That dog was out of sight
Chorus:
It
was in the early evening when we sat us down to dine
At a restaurant extravagant, we ordered
up the wine
But no one there spoke English
Or any language that we knew
So we'd order from the menu, and we'd point
at what we'd choose
Chorus:
Now
we had our Rosa with us, thought we'd give her such a treat
We called to the head waiter, get her something
good to eat
But with language as a barrier, we'd point
to Rosa dear
And we'd gesture fain and hunger, but our
message wasn't clear
Chorus:
Now
the waiter was alarmed, confused, we couldn't really tell
He picked up darling Rosa, and we knew that
all was well
He took her to the kitchen, for some tasty
scraps, we thought
But our hopeful trust in gesturing , alas
had been for nought
Chorus:
Eventually
our meal was come, we'd waited quite a while
The waiters and the chef were there, with
pride they broadly smiled
The silver lid was lifted, but our happy
mood was lost
For there was Rosa, roasted, garnished in
a pepper sauce.
Chorus:
We
fled back home to Zurich, we don't travel any more
My wife has been in therapy, psychiatrists
by the score
We thought we'd find another dog like Rosa,
but 'twas in vain
Besides, poodles make me hungry, though
it's best I not explain.
