G B7 Em A D

Now here's a little story to tell it is a must

G B7 Em A D

About an unsung hero that moves away your dust.

A D A D

Some people make a fortune, other's earn a mint

A D A D

My old man don't earn much. - In fact,....he's flippin'.....skint.

G D

Oh! My old man's a dustman; he wears a dustman's hat;

D G

He wears gor'-blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat.

G C

He looks a proper „nana in his great big hob nailed boots,

D G

He's got such a job to pull „em up that he calls them daisy roots.

G D

Some folks give tips at Christmas and some of them forget,

D G

So when he picks their bins up he spills some on the steps.

G C

Now one old man got nasty and to the council wrote,

D G !STOP!

Next time my old man went 'round there he punched him up the throat.

G D

Oh! My old man's a dustman; he wears a dustman's hat;

D G

He wears gor'-blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat.

G D

„Though my old man's a dustman he's got a heart of gold;

D G

He got married recently though he's 86 years old.

G C

We said „Ere! „ang on Dad, you're getting past your prime„

D !STOP! G !STOP!

He said 'Well when you get to my age it helps to pass the time‟

My Old Man's A Dustman

Spoken:-

I say! I say! Duncan; I er...I found

a police dog in my dustbin.

How do you know he's a police dog?

He had a policeman with him.

First verse slow, almost spoken. Single strum. Other spoken parts just keep strumming G chord.