here's another variation:

The Pharmacist (Farmers Boy) Sid Kipper

The sun had set behind the hill across the dreary moor
When sickly and lame a boy there came up to a doctor's door
Can you tell me where e'er there be one who can me assist
To cure my ills, prescribe me pills and be a pharmacist
And be a pharmacist

My fathers dead, my mother too and I'm not too well myself
So I'd be glad if you could spare some medicine from your shelf
If I can stop inside your shop out of the fog and mist
I'll work all day to earn my pay and be a pharmacist
And be a pharmacist

The doctor's wife said cure the lad, he seems so pale and sick
Yes father do, cried his daughter dear, these pills should do the trick
Don't make him go out in the snow, I really must insist
But let him stay and earn his pay and be a pharmacist
And be a pharmacist

The man that was a boy is now assistant in the shop
But as pharmacist's assistant he was not prepared to stop
And often he'd look at the poisons book and find there in the list
That there's many a potion to aid his notion to be a pharmacist
To be a pharmacist

So it was not surprising when the poor old couple died
Which left the boy the business and the daughter for his bride
A knowing gleam in his eye was seen as bride and bridegroom kissed
Blast me! He say, now that's the way to be a pharmacist
And be a pharmacist

cheers,

mr h