Cleaning Windows

Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street Got in my nose, yeah As we carried our ladders down the street With the wrought iron gate rows I went home and listened to Jimmie Rodgers In my lunch break Bought five woodbines at the shop on the corner And went straight back to work Oh, Sam was up on top And I was on the bottom with the V We went for lemonade and Paris burns At the shop and broke for tea, watch out I collected from the lady And I cleaned the fanlight inside-out I was blowing saxophone on the weekend In that down joint What's my line? I'm happy cleanin' windows Take my time I'll see you when my love grows Baby, don't let it slide I'm a working man in my prime Cleanin' windows Number 36 I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon On the street where I was born, yeah Sonny Terry, Brownie Mcghee And Muddy Waters singin' "I'm a rollin' stone" I went home And read my Christmas Humphrey's book on Zen Curiosity killed the cat Kerouac's "Dharma bums" and "On the road" What's my line? I'm happy cleanin' windows, yes Take my time I'll se you when my love grows Baby, don't let it slide I'm a working man in my prime Cleanin' windows Take it What's my line? I'm happy cleanin' windows Well, I take my time I'll see you when my love grows Don't let it slide I'm a working man in my prime Cleanin' windows Alright, cleanin' windows What you say, number? Number 126 Alright, we'll be ready tomorrow I'm cleanin' windows All happy cleanin' windows, alright