My Sister Rose Lyrics

		Big plans are being made for my sisters wedding day.  We'll
	have a ball at the Sons of Roma Hall.  Family, friends come one and all.
		First the bestman makes a toast to Rocky and my sister Rose,
	"A life of years free of tears.  Bottoms up and lots of luck!" Polka,
	tango everyone, cha-cha, mambo Rose and Rock alone.  Frankie Rizzo and
	his Combo play on.
		Single girls all hear the call from a crowd at the back wall
	and when the bouquet flies each one tries to be the best catch and
	next years bride.  Uncle Sam and Uncle Joe take their places in the
	row.  They're standing by side to side for dollar dances with the
	bride.  Polka, tango everyone, cha-cha, mambo, Rose and Rock alone.
	"He's a banker, she'll be well off now."  Sister Rose take your
	mother's place.  Trade your home and your maiden name.  For a list of
	vows and a veil of lace made a wife of you today.
		Now they cut the five tier cake, "That Colucci, he can bake."
	A frosted tower of sugar and flour for the couple of the hour.  Polka,
	tango everyone, cha-cha, mambo Rose and Rock alone.  She was born to
	wear that gown.  Sister Rose take your mother's place.  Trade your home
	and your maiden name.  For a list of vows nad a veil of lace made a
	wife of you today, but you're my sister Rose the same.