ARIZONA IRISH MUSIC SOCIETY SONGS THE WORK OF THE LANDLORD Words: Stephen L. Suffet © 1971, 1998 Music: "The Work of the Weavers" (traditional) We have all stood together o'er where the floorboard creaks, 'Tis right below the spot where the ceiling leaks, And the windows have been broken nigh 'bout seven weeks, And it's all for the work of the landlord. Chorus: If it were not for the landlord what would we do? We would not have nobody to pay our money to. We'd spend it all on whiskey, and we'd spend it all on brew, If it were not for the work of the landlord. Oh, the landlord came to my flat just to take a look, And he says, "My fine man, I see your stove is brook, And I'd buy you a new one, but you have no food to cook, And it's all for the work of the landlord." There are carpenters and secretaries and firemen so bold, There are men, there are women, there are people young and old, And they've got to pay the landlord, or they'll sleep out in the cold, And it's all for the work of the landlord. Now the landlord has a trade that can never fail, As long as folks need shelter to keep from rain and hail. 'Tis better than extortion, for you cannot go to jail, So let's drink to the work of the landlord. This site © 2002 Arizona Irish Music Society This site hosted by FASTQ HOME | SONGS LIST