[MandoMan]

Villages Blues: A Synopsis of Common Complaints, drawn from Talk of the Villages
Sing it in any key, or none.

A dog lives in my neighborhood that does its business on my lawn.
Every morning at the break of day, a new brown pile upon my lawn.
I complained once to the owner—he laughed and told me to be gone.

I was driving in my golf cart, going twenty miles an hour.
Had the pedal to the metal, speed limit twenty miles an hour.
Some guy honked, gave me the finger, and yelled to get a cart with power.

There’s a white cross in my neighborhood—how I wish it would go away.
People know it shouldn’t be there, but they plant it anyway.
I’ve filed complaints but no one listens, so I fear the cross will stay.

I went to buy a cup of coffee—there were ten people in the line.
I only saw a single server—and “Help Wanted” on a sign.
Freeloaders don’t like working when government checks pay for their wine.

I like my white skin brown, but I’d like your brown skin white.
My permit lets me carry, but I don’t want a fight.
Please don’t give me a DUI when I weave home at night.

I like my golf course green, but it has turned to gold.
There are gators, snakes, and gophers, high humidity, and mold.
The doctor says there’s too much of me, and my mind is growing old.

The Villages will end someday when it reaches to Key West.
Florida’s swamps will fill with villas, native sons be thought a pest.
And all snowbird up-northers will head south to make their nest.

[Gpsma]

Stay with your day job. Songwriting is not your forte

[golfing eagles]

Originally Posted by MandoMan

Villages Blues: A Synopsis of Common Complaints, drawn from Talk of the Villages
Sing it in any key, or none.

A dog lives in my neighborhood that does its business on my lawn.
Every morning at the break of day, a new brown pile upon my lawn.
I complained once to the owner—he laughed and told me to be gone.

I was driving in my golf cart, going twenty miles an hour.
Had the pedal to the metal, speed limit twenty miles an hour.
Some guy honked, gave me the finger, and yelled to get a cart with power.

There’s a white cross in my neighborhood—how I wish it would go away.
People know it shouldn’t be there, but they plant it anyway.
I’ve filed complaints but no one listens, so I fear the cross will stay.

I went to buy a cup of coffee—there were ten people in the line.
I only saw a single server—and “Help Wanted” on a sign.
Freeloaders don’t like working when government checks pay for their wine.

I like my white skin brown, but I’d like your brown skin white.
My permit lets me carry, but I don’t want a fight.
Please don’t give me a DUI when I weave home at night.

I like my golf course green, but it has turned to gold.
There are gators, snakes, and gophers, high humidity, and mold.
The doctor says there’s too much of me, and my mind is growing old.

The Villages will end someday when it reaches to Key West.
Florida’s swamps will fill with villas, native sons be thought a pest.
And all snowbird up-northers will head south to make their nest.

Submit it to WVLG, maybe they'll play it in the town squares

[MandoMan]

Originally Posted by Gpsma

Stay with your day job. Songwriting is not your forte

It’s a blues song. They don’t generally have regular rhythm and meter, but a varying number of syllables fit into a standard twelve bar three chord pattern.

[Battlebasset]

I enjoyed this, but I would take issue with some of your more "racial" lines. I don't see that from anyone that I've run into. That said, let me try responding with a limerick, which is far more my speed:

There once was a man who did flee;

To Naples, to be by the sea;

He had his first hurricane;

It nearly fried his brain;

He cried "It's the inland Village's now, for me!"

[dhdallas]

So whose fault is it?

I bought a house next to an entertainment venue & then complained about the music volume.
I bought a house next to a busy road and then complained about the traffic noise.
I bought a house where the golf cart path is shared with speeding cars on a busy street & then complained about it being dangerous.
I bought a house next to a retention pond & then complained about alligators.
I bought a house in a for-profit developing community & then complained about expansion.
I bought a house in a community of 150k residents who share 3 entertainment stages & then complained that the squares are too crowded.
I believed everything the real estate agent said, didn’t do any due diligence & then complained I was lied to.
I bought a house where the paths are shared with walkers, joggers, bicycles, & carts & then complained about not restricting the paths to my chosen activity.
I bought a house in a community with a huge percentage of snowbirds & then complained about them.
I bought a house in a community that allows rentals & adults under 55 & then complained about it.
I bought a house in an area known to have heavy traffic & then complained about the traffic.

[NotGolfer]

Originally Posted by dhdallas

So whose fault is it?

I bought a house next to an entertainment venue & then complained about the music volume.
I bought a house next to a busy road and then complained about the traffic noise.
I bought a house where the golf cart path is shared with speeding cars on a busy street & then complained about it being dangerous.
I bought a house next to a retention pond & then complained about alligators.
I bought a house in a for-profit developing community & then complained about expansion.
I bought a house in a community of 150k residents who share 3 entertainment stages & then complained that the squares are too crowded.
I believed everything the real estate agent said, didn’t do any due diligence & then complained I was lied to.
I bought a house where the paths are shared with walkers, joggers, bicycles, & carts & then complained about not restricting the paths to my chosen activity.
I bought a house in a community with a huge percentage of snowbirds & then complained about them.
I bought a house in a community that allows rentals & adults under 55 & then complained about it.
I bought a house in an area known to have heavy traffic & then complained about the traffic.

You forgot to say....I bought my place in a quiet spot and everything now has changed 20 to 30 years later and the original developer (long deceased) would roll over in his grave because I expected NOTHING to change.

[DAVES]

Originally Posted by MandoMan

Villages Blues: A Synopsis of Common Complaints, drawn from Talk of the Villages
Sing it in any key, or none.

A dog lives in my neighborhood that does its business on my lawn.
Every morning at the break of day, a new brown pile upon my lawn.
I complained once to the owner—he laughed and told me to be gone.

I was driving in my golf cart, going twenty miles an hour.
Had the pedal to the metal, speed limit twenty miles an hour.
Some guy honked, gave me the finger, and yelled to get a cart with power.

There’s a white cross in my neighborhood—how I wish it would go away.
People know it shouldn’t be there, but they plant it anyway.
I’ve filed complaints but no one listens, so I fear the cross will stay.

I went to buy a cup of coffee—there were ten people in the line.
I only saw a single server—and “Help Wanted” on a sign.
Freeloaders don’t like working when government checks pay for their wine.

I like my white skin brown, but I’d like your brown skin white.
My permit lets me carry, but I don’t want a fight.
Please don’t give me a DUI when I weave home at night.

I like my golf course green, but it has turned to gold.
There are gators, snakes, and gophers, high humidity, and mold.
The doctor says there’s too much of me, and my mind is growing old.

The Villages will end someday when it reaches to Key West.
Florida’s swamps will fill with villas, native sons be thought a pest.
And all snowbird up-northers will head south to make their nest.

Amusing I sometimes wonder what would happen if some of these people lived in the real world. Imagine life in Ukraine. Lizards south of here they are infested with Iguanas. They also have mariner toads. Frogs as big as some of the dogs people choose to own.

[Pairadocs]

Originally Posted by MandoMan

Villages Blues: A Synopsis of Common Complaints, drawn from Talk of the Villages
Sing it in any key, or none.

A dog lives in my neighborhood that does its business on my lawn.
Every morning at the break of day, a new brown pile upon my lawn.
I complained once to the owner—he laughed and told me to be gone.

I was driving in my golf cart, going twenty miles an hour.
Had the pedal to the metal, speed limit twenty miles an hour.
Some guy honked, gave me the finger, and yelled to get a cart with power.

There’s a white cross in my neighborhood—how I wish it would go away.
People know it shouldn’t be there, but they plant it anyway.
I’ve filed complaints but no one listens, so I fear the cross will stay.

I went to buy a cup of coffee—there were ten people in the line.
I only saw a single server—and “Help Wanted” on a sign.
Freeloaders don’t like working when government checks pay for their wine.

I like my white skin brown, but I’d like your brown skin white.
My permit lets me carry, but I don’t want a fight.
Please don’t give me a DUI when I weave home at night.

I like my golf course green, but it has turned to gold.
There are gators, snakes, and gophers, high humidity, and mold.
The doctor says there’s too much of me, and my mind is growing old.

The Villages will end someday when it reaches to Key West.
Florida’s swamps will fill with villas, native sons be thought a pest.
And all snowbird up-northers will head south to make their nest.

I think you've nailed most of them....might have missed "keep OUTSIDERS out of OUR squares, shops, movie theater" ? But a good list. I'm certainly moaned about several on your list, but not going to change my sunny disposition ! As an aside, look up the iconic American author James Michener's Recessional; The novel he wrote at the age of approximately 87 when he was "retired" at a Texas life style community, but based his fictional community in his novel (The Palms) in Florida. Think you will enjoy it. Not sure if our libraries here have it, but probably can find on thrift books and similar very low cost websites.