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He painted Salford's smokey tops On cardboard boxes from the shops And parts of Ancoats where I used to play I'm sure he once walked down our street, Cause he painted kids who had nowt on their feet The clothes they wore had all seen better days They said your works of art are dull No room old lad, the walls are full But Lowry didn't care much anyway They said he just paints cats and Dogs and matchstalk men in boots and clogs But Lowry said that's just the way they'll stay And he painted matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs He painted kids on the corner of the street That were sparking clogs Now he takes his brush and he waits Outside the factory gates to paint his Matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs Now canvas and brushes were wearing thin When London started calling him To come on down and wear the old flat cap They said tell us all about their ways And all about them Salford days Is it true you're just an ordinary chap And he painted matchstalk men and Matchstalk cats and dogs He painted kids on the corner of the street That were sparking clogs Now he takes his brush and he waits outside the factory gates To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs Now, Lowry's hang upon the wall Beside the greatest of them all Even the Mona Lisa takes a bow This tired old man with hair like snow Told northern folk it's time to go The fever came and the good Lord mopped his brow And he left his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs He left his kids on the corner of the street that were sparking clogs Now he takes his brush and he waits Outside the Pearly Gates To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs And he left his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs He left his kids on the corner of the street that were sparking clogs Now he takes his brush and he waits outside the Pearly Gates To paint his matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs
Writer(s): Michael Coleman, Brian Burke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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