Now here's a little story to tell it is a must
About an unsung hero that moves away your dust
Some people make a fortune others earn a mint
My old man don't earn much in fact he's flipping skint

Oh my old man's a dustman he wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat
He looks a proper narner in his great big hob nailed boots
He's got such a job to pull them up that he calls them daisy roots

Some folks give tips at Christmas and some of them forget
So when he picks their bins up he spills some on the steps
Now one old man got nasty and to the council wrote
Next time my old man went round there he punched him up the throat

Oh my old man's a dustman he wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat

Though my old man's a dustman he's got a heart of gold
He got married recently though he's 86 years old
We said here hang on Dad your getting past your prime
He said well when you get to my age it helps to pass the time

Oh my old man's a dustman he wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat

Now one day while in a hurry he missed a lady's bin
He hadn't gone but a few yards when she chased after him
What game do you think you're playing she cried right from the heart
You've missed me am I too late no jump up on the cart

My old man's a dustman he wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat

He found a tiger's head one day nailed to a piece of wood
The tiger looked quite miserable but I suppose it should
Just then from out a window a voice began to wail
He said oy where's me tiger head four foot from it's tail

My old man's a dustman he wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers and he lives in a council flat
Next time you see a dustman looking all pale and sad
Don't kick him in the dustbin it might be my old dad

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