Chords for Lonnie Donegan - My Old Man's a Dustman (Live) 1/6/1961

Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen, it's very, very kind of you, very glad you were able to come.
That was Rambling Round Your City, and now I'd like to sing a song which is about another man who comes rambling round your city.
It's my old man.
Before I do, I'd like to thank all you people on behalf [G] of our guests,
Johnny Duncan, Ricky Griff, the boys, and myself, and we hope to see you all again pretty soon.
Now [Em] here's a little song
[Bb] To tell it is [D] a must
I guess you'd be in [G] for the cold
About [Abm] an unsung [Em] hero [A] That [G] moves
I shouldn't have written a production, I haven't done anything.
Is your mum watching Dolly?
Of course, the whole family is.
If music be the food of love
He'd have a foxtrot on toast
That [D] moves away your dust
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [A] Some people learn fortune
[C] I'll [G] admit it
[Db] _ _ [A] _ My [D] old man don't hurt
[A] In fact, he's flipping [D] skint
Oh, _ [F]
[G] my old man's a dustman
He [D] wears a dustman's hat
He wears cold, blimey trousers
[G] And he lives in a council flat
He looks a proper nana
In his great big old nail boot
He's got such a job to pull them up
But he calls them daisy's his
Boots, _ boots, boots, boots
Marking off a load again Another opera
_ One day whilst in a hurry
He missed a lady's bin
He hadn't gone but a few yards
When she chased after him What then?
She [N] cried right from the arse
You missed me, am [Ab] I too late?
No, jump up [G] on the cart
Oh, my old man
He wears [D] a dustman's hat
He wears cold, blimey trousers
And he lives [G] in a council flat
I say, I say, I say Brother little
I say, I say, I say
A man come up to me this morning
He says, Lon, you're number one on my hip parade
Number one on his hip parade?
Yeah, then he hit me
I don't know where he's gone
_ _ The animals in Australia
Are very, [D] very strange
They've got one called a platypus
You'll find [G] him on the range
You'll always recognise him
You'll know [C] him like your [D] brother
His [G] platy hangs on one end
And his pussy's on the other
Oh, my old man's a dustman
[D] He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cold, blimey trousers
And he lives in a [G] council flat
I say, I say, I say Brother little
I say, I say, I say
What's good for a knobbly head?
I don't know, what is good for a knobbly head?
A knobbly head
I say, I say, come back, come back
Do you realise
Do you realise
Do you like the voice?
Yes
Do you realise
There's a man knocked down in London every minute
There's a man knocked down in London every minute
Yes, and he's getting very tired of it, I'll tell you
Now my dad became an astronaut
They shot [D] him in the air
He landed back in [G] Russia
In the middle of Red Square
Old Khrushchev started kissing him
And [Fm] held him to his arc
My dad said, watch your [G] perfume mate
Reminds me of my car
Oh, my old man
He wears a [D] dustman's hat
He wears cold, blimey trousers
And he lives in [G] a
I say, I say, I say
I say, I say, I say
I was in the army for three years
Oh yes, did you get a commission?
No, just a salary I think
Little violin, little violin Oh, violin
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] It's terrible, you know
Your [C] mother will never have [D] it
_ [G] Oh, my old man's a dustman
He [D] wears a dustman's hat
He wears cold, blimey trousers
And [G] he lives in a
Next time you see a dustman
There's an old violin [G] playing
Don't kick him out for dust
Because [Gbm] he might be my [G] Pumpkin _ _ _ _ _