Wizard Oil
Oh! I love to travel far and near throughout my native land;
I love to sell as I go 'long, and take the cash in hand.
I love to cure all in distress that happen in my way,
And you better believe I feel quite fine when folks rush up and say:
Chorus:
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two;
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two.”
Now, listen to what I'm going to say, and don't you think I'm jesting
When I tell you for your aches and pains that Wizard Oil's the best thing.
It's healing and it's soothing, it's refreshing and it's thriving,
The proof of which, wherever it's sold the people all are thriving.
Spoken:
That's so! Wherever Wizard Oil is used, the people always thrive. I never get up to sell the second time in a town but I'm interrupted by the sweet silvery voice of a young lady or the sonorous tones of a gentleman. They rush up to me with a half-dollar in their hands and soon I hear their sweet exclamations, which sound very much like:
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!”
Once while selling 'way out West in the State of Illinois,
The people all came running up to see what made the noise.
The merchants laughed in their counting rooms, the farmers laughed a-hoeing.
Amongst the rest a Dutchman came, a-puffing and a-blowing.
Spoken:
“Mein Gottin Himmel, vot a country und vot a peoples! Stab me in the back mit a double-barrelled bootjack, he's the same man I saw in Chicago last week! I buys von bottle of oil of him, I takes him home, und py dam, he's good stuff! So…
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!”
Soon after this a lady came up, just fresh from the Em'rald Isle.
Says she, “Mister, if you will, I'll spake wid you a while!”
Says I, “Certainly, madam, don't be afraid. Let's hear what you have to say.
Are you sick, or lame, or going blind, or what's the matter, I pray?”
Spoken:
“No, no, it's me husband, bad luck to the lazy divil! Divil the bit of work has he done for the past six months. He lies in bed till ten in the mornin', and I think your oil a profitable quality to pull the lazy divil out of bed. So…
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!”
I love to sell as I go 'long, and take the cash in hand.
I love to cure all in distress that happen in my way,
And you better believe I feel quite fine when folks rush up and say:
Chorus:
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two;
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two.”
Now, listen to what I'm going to say, and don't you think I'm jesting
When I tell you for your aches and pains that Wizard Oil's the best thing.
It's healing and it's soothing, it's refreshing and it's thriving,
The proof of which, wherever it's sold the people all are thriving.
Spoken:
That's so! Wherever Wizard Oil is used, the people always thrive. I never get up to sell the second time in a town but I'm interrupted by the sweet silvery voice of a young lady or the sonorous tones of a gentleman. They rush up to me with a half-dollar in their hands and soon I hear their sweet exclamations, which sound very much like:
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!”
Once while selling 'way out West in the State of Illinois,
The people all came running up to see what made the noise.
The merchants laughed in their counting rooms, the farmers laughed a-hoeing.
Amongst the rest a Dutchman came, a-puffing and a-blowing.
Spoken:
“Mein Gottin Himmel, vot a country und vot a peoples! Stab me in the back mit a double-barrelled bootjack, he's the same man I saw in Chicago last week! I buys von bottle of oil of him, I takes him home, und py dam, he's good stuff! So…
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!”
Soon after this a lady came up, just fresh from the Em'rald Isle.
Says she, “Mister, if you will, I'll spake wid you a while!”
Says I, “Certainly, madam, don't be afraid. Let's hear what you have to say.
Are you sick, or lame, or going blind, or what's the matter, I pray?”
Spoken:
“No, no, it's me husband, bad luck to the lazy divil! Divil the bit of work has he done for the past six months. He lies in bed till ten in the mornin', and I think your oil a profitable quality to pull the lazy divil out of bed. So…
“I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!
I'll take another bottle of Wizard Oil,
I'll take another bottle or two!”
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