| Lyrics: | AT THE BOARDING HOUSE
At the boarding house where I lived,
Things were getting green with
mold
The landlord's hair was in the butter,
Silver threads among the gold.
When the dog
died, we had hotdogs
When the cat died, catnip tea,
When the landlord died, I left
there,
Spare ribs were too much for me.
As sung by Judy Cook, who learned it from her
father.
tune: Silver Threads Among The Gold
Also:
While the organ pealed potatoes, lard
was rendered by the choir
And the sexton wrang the dishrag, someone set the church on fire. |
