Cleaning Windows — текст песни (Van Morrison)

Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street

Got in my nose

As we carried our ladders down the street

With the wrought-iron rows

I went home and listened to Jimmy 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 buns

At the shop and broke for tea

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 cleaning 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

Cleaning windows (number thirty-six).



I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon

On the street where I was born

Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee,

Muddy Waters sing I`m a Rolling Stone

I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys` book on Zen

Curiosity killed the cat

Kerouac`s Dharma Bums and On The Road.



What`s my line?

I`m happy cleaning 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

Cleaning windows ...