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