In The Gallery

Dire Straits

Tom: G
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Harry made a bareback rider   proud and free upon a horse
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And a fine coalminer for the NCB that was 
A fallen angel and Jesus on the cross 
A skating ballerina you should have seen her do the skater's waltz 
Some people have got to paint and draw 
Harry had to work iin clay and stone 
Like the waves coming to the shore 
It was in his blood and in his bones 
Ignored by all the trendy boys in London and in Leeds 
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Refrao: He might as well have been making toys     or strings of beads 
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        He could'nt be.. He could'nt be.       in the gallery 
And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all 
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall 
The birds of a feather all the phonies and all of the fakes 
While the dealers they get together 
And they decide who gets the breaks 
And who's going to be in the gallery 
No lies he wouldn't compromise 
No junk no bits of string 
And all the lies we subsidise 
That just don't mean a thing 
I've got to say he passed away in obscurity 
And now all the vultures are coming down from the tree 
So he's going to be in the gallery 
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