New Landlord
Neon lights don't ever dim
In the kind of bars that never close
In a back room game T-Jim yelled,
"St. Gabriel! I'm gonna steal the show!"
He slapped his cards down on the table
Said "Boys, I got me a winning hand"
But the sight that made ole T-Jim tremble
Was the king that took his land
Mister meet your new landlord
I heard you knockin' upon my door
Mister meet your new landlord
I got plenty of room down on the floor
With the ticket burning in his hand
And the tip still ringing in his ear
Big Pete bet his whole life savings
As the race was drawing near
A shot was fired, the gates flew open
The years streaked right before his eyes
Too bad they were riding on the saddle
From a moment of ill advice
Mister meet your new landlord
I heard you knockin' upon my door
Mister meet your new landlord
I got plenty of room down on the floor
Other names in other places
Different rules but it's all the same
Cause if that bug ever bites you
The scar will bear you shame
I tell you, son, you know you're in trouble
If you wake up one morning in a daze
And as you peer into the mirror
The face leaning over says:
Mister meet your new landlord
I heard you knockin' upon my door
Mister meet your new landlord
I got plenty of room down on the floor
In the kind of bars that never close
In a back room game T-Jim yelled,
"St. Gabriel! I'm gonna steal the show!"
He slapped his cards down on the table
Said "Boys, I got me a winning hand"
But the sight that made ole T-Jim tremble
Was the king that took his land
Mister meet your new landlord
I heard you knockin' upon my door
Mister meet your new landlord
I got plenty of room down on the floor
With the ticket burning in his hand
And the tip still ringing in his ear
Big Pete bet his whole life savings
As the race was drawing near
A shot was fired, the gates flew open
The years streaked right before his eyes
Too bad they were riding on the saddle
From a moment of ill advice
Mister meet your new landlord
I heard you knockin' upon my door
Mister meet your new landlord
I got plenty of room down on the floor
Other names in other places
Different rules but it's all the same
Cause if that bug ever bites you
The scar will bear you shame
I tell you, son, you know you're in trouble
If you wake up one morning in a daze
And as you peer into the mirror
The face leaning over says:
Mister meet your new landlord
I heard you knockin' upon my door
Mister meet your new landlord
I got plenty of room down on the floor
Credits
Writer(s): Sonny Iii Landreth
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