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My old man's a dustman He's in the pub today He'd be there all the bloomin' time If he had his way My old man's a dustman He don't give it's all take He plays his banjo late at night And keeps us all awake My old man's a dustman He loves his missus so He wouldn't swap her for the world I think she'd swap him though My old man's a dustman He once met the Queen He kept his hands behind his back 'Cos they weren't very clean My old man's a dustman He's really quite a card Friday night he'll take you on If you think you're 'ard My old man's a dustman He knows my Auntie Jean Every time she sees him She does a little scream My old man's a dustman Making no mistake When he finally pops his clogs There'll be quite a wake
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 4:28 PM UTC
My old man's a dustman
My old man's a dustman He's in the pub today He'd be there all the bloomin' time If he had his way My old man's a dustman He don't give it's all take He plays his banjo late at night And keeps us all awake My old man's a dustman He loves his missus so He wouldn't swap her for the world I think she'd swap him though My old man's a dustman He once met the Queen He kept his hands behind his back 'Cos they weren't very clean My old man's a dustman He's really quite a card Friday night he'll take you on If you think you're 'ard My old man's a dustman He knows my Auntie Jean Every time she sees him She does a little scream My old man's a dustman Making no mistake When he finally pops his clogs There'll be quite a wake
Pastiche, Lonnie Donegan's, My old man's a dustman.
martin
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 4:28 PM UTC
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