Текст песни Van Morrison - Cleaning Windows
Van Morrison - Cleaning Windows слова песни
Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the streetGot in my noseAs we carried our ladders down the streetWith the wrought-iron rowsI went home and listened to Jimmy Rodgers in my lunch-breakBought five Woodbines at the shop on the cornerAnd went straight back to workOh, Sam was up on topAnd I was on the bottom with the vWe went for lemonade and Paris bunsAt the shop and broke for teaI collected from the ladyAnd I cleaned the fanlight inside-outI was blowing saxophone on the weekendIn that down joint.What`s my line?I`m happy cleaning windowsTake my timeI`ll see you when my love growsBaby don`t let it slideI`m a working man in my primeCleaning windows (number thirty-six).I heard Leadbelly and Blind LemonOn the street where I was bornSonny Terry, Brownie McGhee,Muddy Waters sing "I`m a Rolling Stone"I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys` book on ZenCuriosity killed the catKerouac`s "Dharma Bums" and "On The Road".What`s my line?I`m happy cleaning windowsTake my timeI`ll see you when my love growsBaby don`t let it slideI`m a working man in my primeCleaning windows ...