The Old Landlord's Dump, song lyrics
 Song: The Old Landlord's Dump
Lyrics: Mark Charles(1) and Sheila Ritter(2)
Music: to the tune of Cyril Tawney's 1959 "Grey Funnel Line"
Year: 1981
Genre:
Country: USA
I mind the rain coming in my roof,
It's cold and wet and that's the truth,
So late at night when I close my eyes,
I feel it drip and I moan and sigh.
(CHORUS:)
It's one more day in my old landlord's dump!
I mind the cockroaches in the sink,
I mind the living room painted pink;
I mind the water that comes out rust,
There is no landlord a tenant can trust.
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(CHORUS)
I mind the snow piling 'round the door,
When he'll shovel it I'm not sure;
I mind the cold coming through the walls,
My heat bills rise as the temperature falls.
(CHORUS)
Oh, Lord, if dreams were only real,
I'd find a place to buy for a steal;
Then I'd drive right by that landlord's place,
And stick my tongue out in his face.
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(CHORUS)
My friends and I will save our dimes,
We'll work and plan until that time;
Then we'll buy a house that we can share,
And all our lives we'll be happy there.
We'll live no more in that old landlord's dump!
Notes:
1 - Mark Charles an Ann Arbor, Michigan tenant.
2 - Sheila Ritter an Ann Arbor tenant.
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