THE FLYING TRAPEZE
Joseph Saunders 1842-1884
https://levysheetmusic.mse.jhu.edu/collection/103/073

Oh Once I was happy 
but now I'm forlorn
Like and old coat 
that is tattered and torn
left on this wide world
to fret and to mourn
betrayed by a maid in her teens

The girl that I loved
she was handsome
I tried all I knew her to please
but I could not please her 
a quarter so well
as that man upon the trapeze

CHORUS
He'd fly through the air 
with the greatest of ease
a daring young man 
on the flying trapeze
his movements are graceful
a crowd he can please
and my love he purloined away


This young man by name
was Signor Bogan-schlong
tall big and handsome
as well made as Kong
where he appeared
the hall loudly rang
with ovation from 
all people there
he'd smile from the bar 
on the people below
and one night he
looked
down on my love 
and she winked back at him
and shouted "bravo"
as he hang by a rope up above