Chris de Burgh:The Painter

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“The Painter”
Artist: Chris de Burgh
Albums: Spanish Train and Other Stories (1975)

I'd like you to meet my last queen
Over there large as life
She's been hanging there for almost a week
My poor late wife

What do think of the colour of her skin
It has the bloom of a rose
You see she begged me to bring a certain painter in
And for that picture in her bedroom she would pose

Well after a while he was driving me mad
As you could well understand
Sitting in there, day after day
With my wife in the palm of his hand

It was
Madam please do this and Madam please do that
You've never heard such display
But he didn't mind he was taking his time
It was me that had to pay
Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods
You understand it's the light
And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they
Came back in the middle of the night
And I swear I'll take care of the painter
Oh the painter

Well as you can see it was hard for me
But something had to be done
She only had eyes for him and his lies
And as for me not a glance, not a single one
My orders were severe and she disappeared
It really was such a shame
And when they told me she was dead I broke down and said
It's that painter, it's him, he's to blame

With his
Madam please do this and Madam please do that
You've never heard such display
He didn't mind he was taking his time
It was me that had to pay
Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods
You understand it's the light
And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they
Came back in the middle of the night
And I hope it's the rope for the painter
When he's found, it's hell bound for that painter
I'll get that painter