"Poor Jilted Jonathan" (1875)
Humorous Song and Chorus
by Philip Paul Bliss, 1838-1876

Cincinnati, OH: John Church & Co., 66 W. Fourth St.
Plate No. 2258-4
[Source: 07047@LoC]

1. 
Oh, dear! Miranda has gone!
The joy of my bosom has flown;
’Tis fortnite today,
Since she went away,
And left me, and left me alone.

CHORUS [sung after each verse]
O, Jonathan! poor Jonathan!
We would assuage your sorrow;
Perhaps she’ll return tomorrow.
Perhaps Jonathan Ah!
She may, Jonathan, Ah!
Oh dear, Jonathan, Ah!
Ho, hum! Jonathan, Ah!

2. 
Ah, me! She went not alone,
These Saddlebags sadly I see.
The Young Doctor Stiles
Was duped by her smiles,
Ah, Doctor­­ dear Doctor, Ah! me!

3. 
But oh! The worst is not told,
These jewels I gave her last fall.
Her absence I’m sure I’d try to endure,
But she’s taken, she’s taken them all!

4. 
Oh, dear! Miranda has gone,
The Doctor was duped by her smiles,
But I’ll peddle his pills,
And bring in his bills,
Tho’ I’m sorry, I’m sorry for Stiles!