Meet Your New Landlord Lyrics

Neon lights don't never dim

In the kind of bars that never close

In a back room game T. Jim yells

"Saint 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 old T. Jim tremble

Was the king that took his land.

Mister, meet your new landlord

Heard you knockin' upon my door

Mister, meet your new landlord

Plenty of room down on the floor.

With a 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 a saddle from the moment of I'll advice.

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I heard you knockin' upon my door

Mister, meet your new landlord

Plenty of room down on the floor.

Other names and other places

Different rules, but it's all the same

Cause If that bug ever bites you

The scar will bear you shame.

Hey listen, son, you know you're in trouble

When 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

Got plenty of room down on the floor.

Mister, meet your new landlord

I heard you knockin' upon my door

Mister, meet your new landlord

Plenty of room down on the floor.

Hey, mister, meet your new landlord. Whooo