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
Matchstalk Men [C]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 anyDmway, 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 aCbout 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 .