paroles de chanson I Hear You Paint Houses - Van Morrison , Robbie Robertson

Shall we take a little spin?
To the dark side of town
You went up against the mob
And now the curtain's comin' down

They ordered me to make the hit
And there will be dust and bones
They want him back in the ground
Where they never will be found

I hear you paint houses
You're a gun for hire
I hear you paint houses
Down to the wire

I hear you paint houses
Was all they had to say
Some call it street justice
When they carry you away

Hope my father up above
Will forgive me for my sins
And raise me up to know better
But now the walls are closing in

I got caught up in this wicked world
But it is the life I chose
When you fall into the snakepit
Where the emperor has no clothes

I hear you paint houses
You're a gun for hire
I hear you paint houses
Right down to the wire

I hear you paint houses
Was all they had to say
Some call it street justice
When they carry you away

I trusted him, he trusted me
One of us made a big mistake
When you cross the big boss
You ain't gonna catch a break, no

I got a bullet with your name on it
And I've got a job to do
The results ain't too pretty
Puttin' cement in your shoes

I hear you paint houses
A gun for hire
I hear you paint houses
Right down to the wire

I hear you paint houses
Was all they had to say
Some call it street justice
When they carry you away