The Painter

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I'd like you to meet my last queen,
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Over there large as life,
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She's been hanging there for almost a week,
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My poor late wife,
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What do think of the colour of her skin,
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It has the bloom of a rose,
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You see she begged me to bring a certain painter in,
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And for that picture in her bedroom she would pose,
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 Well after a while he was driving me mad,
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 As you could well understand,
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 Sitting in there, day after day,
          B
 With my wife in the palm of his hand,
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It was "Madam please do this and Madam please do that",
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You've never heard such display,
But he didn't mind he was taking his time,
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It was me that had to pay,
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"Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods,
                         B
You understand it's the light",
And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they,
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Came back in the middle of the night,
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And I swear I'll take care of the painter, oh the painter,
E
 Well as you can see it was hard for me,
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But something has to be done,
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She only has eyes for him and his lies, and as for me,
                           B
Not a glance, not a single one,
   A
My orders were severe and she disappeared,
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 It really was such a shame,
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And when they told me she was dead I broke down and said,
            B
"It's that painter, it's him, he's to blame,"
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With his "Madam please do this and Madam please do that",
                             B
You've never heard such display,
But he didn't mind he was taking his time,
        C       D      E  B
It was me that had to pay,
     E
"Oh Madam I think we should take a walk in the woods,
                         B
You understand it's the light",
And did I mind, no, I was so kind when they,
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Came back in the middle of the night,
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And I hope it's the rope for the painter,
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When he's found, it's hellbound for the painter,
               E      A
I'll get that painter...
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