LONNIE DONEGAN

Cumberland Gap

Gamblin' Man

Putting On The Style

My Old Man's A Dustman

CUMBERLAND GAP - 12/04/1957
5 weeks at #1 - 12 weeks on chart

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap

Cumberland gap ain't nowhere
Fifteen miles from middlesborough
Cumberland gap ain't nowhere
Fifteen miles from middlesborough

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap

I got a girl six feet tall
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap

Two old ladies sitting in the sand
Each one wishing that the other was a man

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap

Well a dollar is a dollar
And a dime is a dime
And I love you baby most all the time

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap

Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap.

GAMBLIN' MAN - 28/06/1957
AA with PUTTIN' ON THE STYLE
2 weeks at #1 - 19 weeks on chart

I've gambled down in Wasington
And I've gambled up in Maine
I'm going down into Georgia
To knock down my last game
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man

Well I'd not been in Washington
Many more weeks than three
When I fell in love with a pretty little girl
And she fell in love with me
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man

I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man

I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man

She took me in her parlour
Cooled me with her fan
She said oh mother mother
I'm in love with a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man

She said oh daughter, daughter
How could you treat me so
Leave your poor old mother
With that gambler go
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
Hey a gamblin' man

I would not marry a farmer
He's always in the rain
I'd rather marry a gamblin' man
With a gold watch and chain
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man

And I would not marry a railroad man
Here's the reason why
I've never known a railroad man
Wouldn't tell his wife a lie
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man man man
A gamblin' man, man,man
He's a gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man
How about Jimmy

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man
How about

I hear that train a-coming
Coming round the curve
Whistling, a-screaming
straining every nerve
A gamblin' man man man
A gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man

He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man

PUTTING ON THE STYLE - 28/06/1957
AA with GAMBLIN' MAN
2 weeks at #1 - 19 weeks on chart

Sweet sixteen goes to church
Just to see the boys
Laughs and screams and giggles
At every little noise
Turns her face a little
And turns her head awhile
But everybody knows she's
Only putting on the style

She's putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style

Well the young man in the hot rod car
Driving like he's mad
With a pair of yellow gloves
He's borrowed from his dad
He makes it roar so lively
Just to make his girlfriend smile
But she knows he's only
Putting on the style

He's putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style

Preacher in the pulpit
Roars with all his might
Sing Glory Halleluja
Puts the folks all in a fright
Now you might think it's satan
That's a-coming down the aisle
But it's only our poor preacher boys
That's putting on his style

Putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style

Putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style

Putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style
MY OLD MAN'S A DUSTMAN - 31/03/1960
4 weeks at #1 - 13 weeks on chart

Now here's a little story
To tell it is a must
About an unsung hero
That moves away the dust

Some people make a fortune
Others earn a mint
My old man don't earn much
In fact he's bloomin' 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 'nana
In his great big hob nailed boots
He's got such a job to pull 'em up
That he calls 'em 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 step
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

I say I say Les
(Yeah)
I found a police dog in my dustbin
(How do you know it was a police dog)
He had a policeman with him

Though my old mans a dustman
He's got an 'art of gold
He got married recently
Though he's 86 years old
We said 'ere hang on dad
You're getting past your prime
He said well when you get my age
It 'elps 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

I say I say I say
My dustbin's full of lilies
(Well throw'em away then)
I can't lily's wearing 'em

Now one day whilst in a hurry
He missed a ladies bin
He hadn't gone but a few yards
When she chased after him
What game d'you think you're playing
She cried right from the 'art
You've missed me am I too late
Nah jump up on the cart

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

I say I say I say
(Not you again)
My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools
(How d'you know it's full)
Cuz there's not mushroom inside

He found a tiger's head one day
Nailed to a piece of wood
The tiger looked quite miserable
But I suppose he should
Just then from out the window
A voice began to wail
He said Oy where's me tigers head
Four feet from his tail

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

Next time you see a dustman
Looking all pale and sad
Don't kick him in the dustbin
It might me my old dad
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