The Man On The Flying Trapeze

Oh, (G)once I was happy, but (C)now I'm (Am)forlorn,

(D7)like an old coat that is (G)tattered and torn.

Wher Left in this wide world to (C)fret and to (Am)mourn,

(D7)beotrayed by a maid in her (G)teens.

Oh, the (Em)girl that I loved,

she was handsome be

and I tried all I knew her to (B)please,

but (Em)I could not please her one quarter so well as the (A7)man on the flying trapeze.

(D7)Oh! He'd (G)fly through the air with the (C)greatest of (Am)ease,

a (D7)daring young man on the (G)flying trapeze.

His movements were graceful, all (C)girls he could (Am)please,

and (D7)my love he purloined (G)away.

Now, the young man by name was (C)Señor Boni (Am)Slang,

(D7)tall, big and handsome, as (G)wellmade as Chang.

Wher e'er he appeared how the (C)hall loudly (Am)rang with o (D7)vations from all people (G)there.

He'd the (Em)smile from the bar on the people be

and I one night he smiled on my (B)love.

She (Em)winked back at him and she shouted,

"Bravo!" as he (A7)hung by his nose from above.

(D7)Oh! She (G)floats through the air with the (C)greatest of (Am)ease;

you'd (D7)think her a man on the (G)flying trapeze.

She does all the work ful,

while (C)he takes his (Am)ease, and (D7)that's what's became of my (G)love.

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