Lyrics:
First verse
Who dat a knockin' at the door below, Who dat a shiv'rin' in the hail and snow, I can hear you grumblin' Mister Rufus Brown, Just keep on a knockin' babe, I won't come down, I wants to tell you that you can't get in, Have you been a gamblin' Honey, did you win? what's that you tell me coon you lost your breath? I hopes you freezes to death.
Chorus
Rufus Rastus Johnson Brown, what you goin' to do when the rent comes ‘round, What you goin' to say, how you goin' to pay, You'll never have a bit of sense till judgement day; You know, I know, rent means dough, Landlord's goin' to put us out in the snow, Rufus Rastus Johnson Brown, what you goin' to do when the rent comes ‘round. Rufus Rastus Johnson Brown, what you goin' to do when the rent comes ‘round, What you goin' to say, how you goin' to pay, You'll never have a bit of sense till judgement day; You know, I know, rent means dough, Landlord's goin' to put us out in the snow, Rufus Rastus Johnson Brown, what you goin’ to do when the rent comes ‘round.
Second verse
Keep on a bangin’ on the old front door, In just a minute babe you’ll hear me snore, If I goes to bed without a bite or sup, You will be an icicle when I wakes up, Where’s all the money that you said you’d bring, Melted all away just like the snow last Spring, Rufus I loves you, but this serves you right, Guess that’s sufficient, “goodnight.”
(Chorus)
Sheldon Harris Collection
