Da Vinci's Notebook - Window-Washing Cowboy lyrics

Roy rode into Houston On the fifteenth of July They'd brought him in to help clean up the town He worked the Exxon building Down on 21st and Main From the 42nd floor down to the ground He worked without a scaffold And he always worked alone And everybody knew he was the best People'd come from miles around And stand down in the street To watch the Fastest Squeegee in the West CHORUS Window-washing cowboy Make 'em shiny clean Windex and a squeegee in your hand You'll never find another love like your sweet Marie From Abilene down to the Rio Grande Roy saw her there one morning On the 37th floor The nameplate on her desk just said "Marie" He made sure he was cleaning The second window from the right Every Thursday at precisely 10:03 He'd tap the gla** and wave And she'd look up and give a smile Each time she did, his heart would swell with pride And even though they'd never spoken once Roy vowed to Heaven That one day he'd make that sweet Marie his bride CHORUS It took him months, but Roy Worked up the nerve to bare his soul So up he went to ask her for her hand And when he reached the window There she was: his sweet Marie Wrapped in the arms of the carpet-cleaning man He hung there for a moment As his poor heart broke in two And all his hopes and dreams came crashing down Then Roy unhitched his safety line And, with a mournful cry He raced his final teardrops to the ground CHORUS And so there ends the tragic tale Of squeegee-slingin' Roy: A lonely soul who loved and died in vain He left his mark on Main Street And no matter how they tried They couldn't scrub away that cowboy-colored stain On Thursdays, people say You still can see him up above And the echoes of his final cry remain And to this day, they tell the tale Of the window-washing cowboy He loved windows, but he couldn't stand the pain… CHORUS