Lydia Pinkham
CHORUS
We’ll drink a drink adrink
To Lily the Pink the Pink the Pink,
The savior of
The human ra-a-ace!
She invented
Medicinal Compound
Most efficacious
In every case.
Now here’s a story
A little bit gory,
A little bit happy,
A little bit sa-a-ad,
Of Lily the Pink and
Her Medicinal Compound
And how it drove
Her to the bad.
Oh, Ebeneezer thought He was Julius Caesar,
And so they put him in a ho-ho-home.
Till they gave him
Medicinal Compound,
And now he’s Em–
Peror of Rome.
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Oh, Domingo,
The opera singer,
Could break glasses with his voice, they said.
He rubbed his tonsils
With Medicinal Compound,
And now they break glass–
Es over his head.
Uncle Paul, he
Was very small, he
Was the shortest man in tow-ow-own.
He rubbed his body
With Medicinal Compound,
And now he weighs just
Half a pound.
CHORUS
Jimmy Hammer
Had a t-t-t-terrible st-stammer,
He c-could hardly s-s-say a w-wo– a wo– a wo-o-ord.
Till he took some
Medicinal C-c-c-compound,
And now he’s seen,
But never heard.
Lily died,
Went up to Heaven,
All the church bells they did ri-i-ing.
She took with her
Medicinal Compound:
Hark, the Herald
Angels sing!
CHORUS
For the record, Lydia Pinkham’s Medicinal Compound
was a concoction sold in drugstores some years ago
which was about 97% alcohol and advertized itself
as being able to cure practically anything. I believe
this song was written by Shel Silverstein
