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    Meredith Willson / Lyrics

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    "Rock Island" Lyrics

    Meredith Willson

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    1st Salesman
    Cash for the merchandise, cash for the button hooks

    3rd Salesman
    Cash for the cotton goods, cash for the hard goods

    1st Salesman
    Cash for the fancy goods

    2nd Salesman
    Cash for the noggins and the piggins and the frikins

    3rd Salesman
    Cash for the hogshead, cask and demijohn.
    Cash for the crackers and the pickles and the flypaper.

    4th Salesman
    Look whatayatalk, whatayatalk, whatayatalk, whatayatalk, whatayatalk?

    5th Salesman
    Wheredayagitit?

    4th Salesman
    Whatayatalk?

    1st Salesman
    Ya can talk, ya can talk, ya can bicker, ya can talk,
    ya can bicker, bicker, bicker, ya can talk, ya can talk,
    ya can talk, talk, talk, talk, bicker, bicker, bicker,
    ya can talk all ya want but is different than it was.

    Charlie
    No it ain't, no it ain't, but you gotta know the territory

    Rail Car
    Shh shh shh shh shh shh shh

    3rd Salesman
    Why it's the Model T Ford made the trouble,
    made the people wanna go, wanna get, wanna get,
    wanna get up and go seven, eight, nine, ten, twelve,
    fourteen, twenty-two, twenty-three miles to the county seat

    1st Salesman
    Yes sir, yes sir

    3rd Salesman
    Who's gonna patronize a little bitty two by four kinda store anymore?

    4th Salesman
    Whaddaya talk, whaddaya talk,

    5th Salesman
    Where do you get it?

    3rd Salesman
    Gone, gone
    Gone with the hogshead cask and demijohn,
    gone with the sugar barrel pickle barrel, milk pan,
    gone with the tub and the pail and the tierce

    2nd Salesman
    Ever meet a fellow by the name of Hill?

    1st Salesman
    Hill?

    Charlie
    Hill?

    3rd Salesman
    Hill?

    4th Salesman
    Hill?

    1st Newspaper
    Hill?

    2nd Newspaper
    Hill?

    5th Salesman
    Hill?

    2nd Salesman
    Hill!

    All But Charlie & 2nd Salesman
    NO!

    Charlie
    Just a minute, just a minute, just a minute

    4th Salesman
    Never heard of any salesman Hill

    2nd Salesman
    Now he doesn't know the territory

    1st Salesman
    Doesn't know the territory?!?

    3rd Salesman
    What's the fellow's line?

    2nd Salesman
    Never worries 'bout his line

    1st Salesman
    Never worries 'bout his line?!?

    2nd Salesman
    Or a doggone thing, He's just a bang beat, bell ringing,
    Big haul, great go, neck-or-nothing, rip roarin',
    every time a bull's eye salesman,
    That's Professor Harold Hill, Harold Hill

    3rd Salesman
    What's the fellow's line?

    5th Salesman
    What's his line?

    Charlie
    He's a fake, and he doesn't know the territory!
    Look, whaddaya talk, whaddaya talk, whaddaya talk, whaddaya talk?

    2nd Salesman
    He's a music man

    He's a what?

    3rd Salesman
    He's a what?

    2nd Salesman
    He's a music man and he sells clarinets
    to the kids in the town with the big trombones
    and the rat-a-tat drums, big brass bass, big brass bass,
    and the piccolo, the piccolo with uniforms, too
    with a shiny gold braid on the coat and a big red stripe runnin'...

    1st Salesman
    Well, I don't know much about bands but I do know
    you can't make a living selling big trombones, no sir.
    Mandolin picks, perhaps and here and there a Jew's harp...

    2nd Salesman
    No, the fellow sells bands, Boys' bands.
    I don't know how he does it but he lives like a king
    and he dallies and he gathers and he plucks and he shines,
    and when the man dances certainly, boys, what else?
    The piper pays him! Yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir,
    when the man dances, certainly, boys, what else?
    The piper pays him! Yessssir, Yessssir

    Charlie
    But he doesn't know the territory!
    Thanks to Jennifer for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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       simpleplan19 says:
      019-02-2005 16:27
       
      This song is really cool! it sounds really great!
      we are singing this song at our Broadway night for band.!!!! yaay music man

      it!!!!!!!

      <steph3