(Lonnie Donegan)
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Now here's a little story
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To tell it is a must
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About an unsung hero
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That moves away your dust
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Some people make a fortune
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Other's earn a mint
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My old man don't earn much
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In fact....he's flippin'.....skint
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Oh, my old man's a dustman
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He wears a dustman's hat
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He wears cor blimey trousers
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And he lives in a council flat
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He looks a proper narner
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In his great big hob nailed boots
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He's got such a job to pull em up
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That he calls them daisy roots
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Some folks give tips at Christmas
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And some of them forget
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So when he picks their bins up
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He spills some on the steps
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Now one old man got nasty
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And to the council wrote
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Next time my old man went 'round there
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He punched him up the throat
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Oh, my old man's a dustman
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He wears a dustman's hat
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He wears cor blimey trousers
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And he lives in a council flat
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I say, I say Duncan
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I 'er...I found a police dog in my dustbin
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(How do you know he's a police dog)
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He had a policeman with him
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Though my old man's a dustman
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He's got a heart of gold
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He got married recently
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Though he's 86 years old
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We said 'Ear! Hang on Dad
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you're getting past your prime'
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He said 'Well when you get to my age'
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'It helps to pass the time'
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Oh, my old man's a dustman
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He wears a dustman's hat
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He wears cor blimey trousers
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And he lives in a council flat
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I say, I say, I say
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My dustbins full of lillies
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(Well throw 'em away then)
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I can't Lilly's wearing them
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Now one day while in a hurry
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He missed a lady's bin
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He hadn't gone but a few yards
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When she chased after him
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'What game do you think you're playing'
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She cried right from the heart
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'You've missed me...am I too late'
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'No... jump up on the cart'
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Oh, my old man's a dustman
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He wears a dustman's hat
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He wears cor blimey trousers
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And he lives in a council flat
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I say, I say, I say (What you again)
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My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools
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(How do you know it's full)
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'Cos there's not much room inside
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He found a tiger's head one day
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Nailed to a piece of wood
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The tiger looked quite miserable
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But I suppose it should
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Just then from out a window
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A voice began to wail
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He said (Oi! Where's me tiger head)
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Four foot from it's tail
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Oh, my old man's a dustman
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He wears a dustman's hat
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He wears cor blimey trousers
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And he lives in a council flat
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Next time you see a dustman
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Looking all pale and sad
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Don't kick him in the dustbin
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It might be my old dad
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My Old Man's A Dustman
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Lonnie Donegan |