Poor Jonathan - Song Of The Impressario - 1890

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - Nov2017
2017

Yes, I'm an impressario
I'm always flutt'ring to and fro
and round the world I quickly go
by steamer and express.
And so I say celerity celerity,
dexterity and just a little verity
and thus I win success.

Where I grew up bigger then to cut a figure,
showing off the treasure of a dime museum
each monstrosity show'd curiosity,
thousands sling their money down to see 'em.
Business now more choice is,
deal in legs and voices,
couldn't my ambition soaring,
long surprises, Donnas tenors,
dancers seeking, better answers
when a man up in the world has ris'n,
and so to and fro 'round the world I go,
seeking stars of first magnitude you know,
one day on the spree,
next in Amsterdam,
next I'm on the sea,
and then here I am.
State Street or Broadway,
that's my little way.
All the world knows,
when here I come, Ratata, zin,
ratata, zin, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum!

And I'm an impressario
I'm always flutt'ring to and fro
and round the world I quickly go
by steamer and express.
And so I say celerity celerity,
dexterity and just a little verity
and thus I win success.

I never found upon my honour
tho' very far has been my search,
the singer, tenor, bass or donna
who never left me in the lurch!
The rival prima donnas quarrel,
and principles are sometimes hoarse,
just when I dream,
I've got a barrel of money
in the house of course.

Sitting down to dinner,
think I've struck a winner;
through the doorway bounce husband,
prima donna know I am a goner,
then and there announcer Diva hoarse
and cannot sing.

From the table hurry,
to her 'partment hurry,
cries and goes in dreadful stories,
got her headful,
cause her pups got colic,
she feels diabolic, fainting,
sterics, just ev'rything.

But you must appear!
oh, the pretty dear!
In the contract dear,
oh, the darling dear!
I shall ruined be!
all the same to me,
house is just jammed up!
oh, the dear, dear pup.
Shout myself quite hoarse.
She wept more of couse,
barks and yells that pup,
O God, and I am in the soup!
Wau, wau, wau, wau, wau!

And that's the way my monies go,
a proper impressario,
as round the world I quickly go
by steamer or express:
And so I say celerity celerity,
dexterity and just a little verity
and thus I win success.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Poor Jonathan - Song Of The Impressario - 1890
Music by Carl Millocker
© 1890 by W.A.Pond & Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 14 November 2017 at 17.14
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
Score thanks to Torquil Syme
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James Pitt-Payne