Oh, the smell of the bakery from across the street  Got in my nose  As we carried our ladders down the street  With the wrought-iron rows  I went home and listened to Jimmy Rodgers in my lunch-break  Bought five Woodbines at the shop on the corner  And went straight back to work    Oh, Sam was up on top  And I was on the bottom with the v  We went for lemonade and Paris buns  At the shop and broke for tea  I collected from the lady  And I cleaned the fanlight inside-out  I was blowing saxophone on the weekend  In that down joint.    What's my line?  I'm happy cleaning windows  Take my time  I'll see you when my love grows  Baby don't let it slide  I'm a working man in my prime  Cleaning windows (number thirty-six).    I heard Leadbelly and Blind Lemon  On the street where I was born  Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee,  Muddy Waters sing "I'm a Rolling Stone"  I went home and read my Christmas Humphreys' book on Zen  Curiosity killed the cat  Kerouac's "Dharma Bums" and "On The Road".    What's my line?  I'm happy cleaning windows  Take my time  I'll see you when my love grows  Baby don't let it slide  I'm a working man in my prime  Cleaning windows ...