The Harrogate Waters

Thousands come here lame and stumbling,
Sick folk who are weak and grumbling,
Later go home cured and happy
Feeling joyful, bright and snappy.

Invalids come sick and reeling -
Go home with a happy feeling -
Cured and free from all their pain.
Water's better than champagne.

There's the tonic of Magnesia -
Makes all human life go easier,
Many folk thin as a lath
Never had a Harrogate Bath.

Many once so stout and fat -
Tummies that stuck out like that -
Now are getting nice and slim,
Jolly as old Sunny Jim.

People go home well and cured,
Gone the sufferings they endured
They bless old Harrogate's Sulphur Well,
They're merry as a marriage bell.

Here we dance with bobbed hair girls,
Round their necks are lovely pearls,
They've rings on their fingers, corns on their toes,
And a hundred times they powder their nose.