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• Col 0 points 2010-04-17 23:00

  [1st verse:]
  Old man Rosenthal lay sick in bed
  Soon the doctor came around and said
  "No use crying, the man is dying. He can't live very long!"
  "Send my son here to my side," they heard the old man say
  "I've got something to tell him before I pass away"
  Soon his son was sitting by his bed
  "What's the matter, Papa dear?" he said
  The old man said, "My son, before my days are done
  I want you to know:

  [Refrain:]
  Cohen owes me ninety-seven dollars
  And it's up to you to see that Cohen pays
  I sold a lot of goods to Rosenstein and Sons
  On an I.O.U. for ninety days
  Levi brothers don't get any credit
  They owe me for one hundred yards of lace
  If you promise me, my son, you'll collect from ev'ry one
  I can die with a smile on my face"

  [2nd verse:]
  Old man Rosenthal is better now
  He just simply wouldn't die somehow
  He is healthy and very wealthy since he got out of bed
  Such a change you never saw, he's got such rosy cheeks
  He picks up in just one week what should take weeks and weeks
  Ev'ryone who knew that he was sick
  Couldn't tell how he got well so quick
  They went and asked him to explain how he pulled through
  Rosenthal replied:

  [2nd refrain:]
  Cohen owed me ninety-seven dollars
  And my son went out and made poor Cohen pay
  A bill was owed to me by Rosenstein and Sons
  And they settled on that very day
  What could my son do with all that money
  If I should leave it all and say goodbye?
  It's all right to pass away, but when people start to pay
  That's no time for a bus'nessman to die