All my life I've been searching, trying to fulfil my dream
Since a young 'un 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 (oh 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 realised my searching was through
You were rotting, sad and sorry, under years of dirt and rust
'Midst the brambles, leaves and weeds,
Them bleeding nettles stung me knees
To save you, I knew that I must
Good old Rosie (oh 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
Dotty paintwork all a-gleaming, we were ready now to go
All our friends and pals were there, showing at the Dorset Fair
World famous, great steam engine show
Good old Rosie (oh Rosie)
You're my Rosie (my Rosie)
I love Rosie
Rosie's crowned as the Steam Fair Queen
Good old Rosie (oh 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