Текст (слова) песни: Laura Veirs - Chimney sweeping man
I`m a chimney sweeping man You see the black lines On the backs of my hands I planted all the gardens I sent off all the hand-typed letters To the empty shells on high How i want to make things better
Maybe you thought i`d be president With my cheshire grin, high iq And charming baby blues Well i`m a lowland forest resident With lime in the outhouse And black grime for tattoos
I try to make things better I try to make things mine I write a lot of letters To pass the time
I pulled three hundred rocks From the land to build my house I walk quiet through the forest Like a tiny quiet forest mouse
I`m a chimney sweeping man You see the black lines On the backs of my hands
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