I'm a Painter Too

I was standing on a twelve foot ladder I was painting my neighbor's porch
I had brown paint on my hands and clothes when my sister passed walking to church
Her son he shouted hey look there's Billy he's painting the Gallagher's place
I thought you said he was a guitar player so why's he got that paint on his face
My sister waved her hands and stammered she didn't know just what to say
So I said I play guitar at night and I paint houses during the day

I'm guitar player but I'm a painter too
Sometimes there's things you have to do
So I'm a painter too

An hour later I was still there painting when Maryann drove by in her car
She pulled over her friends teased her they said look there's your rock-n-roll star
I was hurt but she was mad and she said he's painting for the baby and me
And I'd rather have a lover on a ladder than a crush on a star on TV
Some day I'm gonna climb down that ladder and wash my hands off one last time
But until my guitar can pay it's own way I'll smell like paint and turpentine

I'm guitar player but I'm a painter too
Sometimes there's things you have to do
So I'm a painter too