Matchstalk Men Brian and Michael He [C] painted Salford’s smokey tops On [Am] cardboard boxes from the shop And [A] parts of Ancourt [A7] where I used to [Dm] play I'm [F] sure he once walked down our street for he [C] painted kids with nowt on their feet The [G] clothes they wore had all seen better [C] days. Now they said his works of art were dull, no [Am] room and all the walls were full, But [A] Lowry didn't [A7] care much any[Dm]way, They [F] said he just paints cats and dogs and [C] matchstalk men in boots and clogs And [G] Lowry said that's just the way they'll [C] stay. [Chorus] And he painted [C] matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and [F] dogs, He painted [G] kids on the corner of the street who were sparking [C] clogs, Now he takes his brush and he waits outside those factory [F] gates To paint his [G] matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and [C] dogs. [C] Now canvas and brushes were wearing thin when [Am] London started calling him To [A] come on down and [A7] wear the old flat [Dm] cap, They said [F] tell us all about your ways and all a[C]bout those Salford days Is it [G] true you're just an ordinary [C] chap? [Chorus] Now Lowrys hang upon the [Am] wall beside the greatest of them all And [A] even the Mona [A7] Lisa takes a [Dm] bow, This [F] tired old man with hair like snow told northern [C] folk it's time to go, The [G] fever came and the good Lord mopped his [C] brow . [Chorus] x2