Oil On The Brain

To The Afflicted

OIL ON THE BRAIN

The Yankees boast that they make Clocks. Which "just beat all creation." They never made one could keep time. With our great Speculation Our stocks like clocks go with a spring Wind up run down again. But all our strikes are sure to cause Oil on the Brain. Stock's par--Stock's up. Then on the wane. Every body's troubled with Oil on the Brain.

Song and Chorus by Eastburn

Philadelphia J. MARSH 1102 Chestnut St. New York S. T. Gordon Boston D. Ditson & Co.

Ent. according to Act of Congress A.D. 1864 by J. Marsh in the Clerks Office of the Dist. Court for En Dt of Pa

"OIL ON THE BRAIN" a COMIC BALLAD. Words and Music by Eastburn.

Lively.

Voice. Piano.

Ent'd according to act of Congress A.D. 1864 by J. Marsh in the Clerk's office of the District Court of the Eastern District of Pa.

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1st. The Yankees boast that they make clocks Which "just beat all creation," They

2.nd. There's various kinds of oil afloat, Cod liver, Castor, Sweet; Which

never made one could keep time, With our great speculation. Our

tend to make a sick man well And set him on his feet. But

stocks like clocks, go with a spring, Wind up run down again; But

ours a curious feat performs, We just a well obtain. And

all our strikes are sure to cause Oil on the brain.

set the people crazy with Oil on the brain.

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CHORUS.

AIR. Stock's par, Stock's up, Then on the wane;

ALTO. Stock's par, Stock's up, Then on the wane;

TENOR. Stock's par, Stock's up, Then on the wane;

BASS. Stock's par, Stock's up, Then on the wane;

PIANO.

Ev'ry body's troubled with, Oil on the brain.

Ev'ry body's troubled with, Oil on the brain.

Ev'ry body's troubled with, Oil on the brain.

Ev'ry body's trouble with, Oil on the brain.

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3. There's neigbor Smith a poor young man, Who couldn't raise a dime; Had clothes which boasted many rents, And took his "nip" on time. But now he's clad in Dandy style, Sports diamonds, kids, and cane; And his success was owing to, Oil on the brain. Chorus. Stock's par. &c.

4. Miss Simple drives her coach and four, and dresses in high style; And Mr. Shoddy courts her strong. Because her "Dad's struck ile." Her jewels, laces, velvets, silks, Of which she is so vain; Were bought by "Dad" the time he had Oil on the brain. Chorus. Stock's par, &c

5. You meet a friend upon the street, He greets you with a smile; And tells you in a hurried way, He's "just gone into ile." He buttonholes you half an hour--of course you can't complain--For you can see the fellow has, Oil on the brain. Chorus. Stock's par, &c.

6. The Lawyers, Doctors, Hatters, Clerks, Industrious and lazy; Have put their money all in stock's, In fact have gone "oil crazy" They'd better stick to briefs and pills, Hot irons, ink and pen Or they will "kick the bucket" from Oil on the brain. Chorus. Stock's par, &c.

7. Poor Mrs. Jones was taken ill, The Doctors gave her up; They lost the confidence they had, in lancet, leech, and cup. "Affliction sore, long time she bore, Physicians were in vain;" And she at last expired of, Oil on the brain. Chorus. Stock's par, &c.

8. There's "Maple shade," "Excelsior," "Bull creek," "Big tank," "Dalzell," And "Keystone," "Star," Venango," "Briggs," "Organic" and "Farrell," "Petroleum," "Saint Nicholas," "Corn Planter," "New Creek vein," Sure 'tis no wonder many have Oil on the brain. Chorus. Stock's par, &c.

Must be a fact, author saw it in the Ledger.