Dire Straits In the Gallery HQ with Lyrics in Description

Track 7 from their self-titled debut album released in 1978 copyright Warner Bros. Records. It was recorded at Basing St. Studios in London where the band was formed. One of the best debut albums by any band exploded on the charts due to Mark Knopfler’s outstanding ability as a guitarist and songwriter. The technique and emotion in his unique style of playing make him one of the best to ever pick up the instrument. He used his 1938 National “style O” steel resonator guitar on “Water of Love” and “Wild West End.” The single “Sultans of Swing” was a worldwide hit, reaching No. 8 in the U.K. and No. 4 on Billboard. The album received excellent reviews and reached the Top 20 in ten countries, including No. 2 on Billboard. It was certified 2X Platinum in Switzerland, the U.K. and the U.S. and 4X Platinum in Canada. The band went on to sell more than 100 million albums, won four Grammy awards and was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2018. Written by Mark Knopfler and produced by Muff Winwood. Featuring:

Mark Knopfler – Lead vocals, lead & rhythm guitars
David Knopfler – Rhythm guitars & background vocals
John Illsley – Bass & background vocals
Pick Withers – Drums

Harry made a bareback rider, proud and free upon a horse
And a fine coal miner, for the NCB that was
A fallen angel, Jesus on the cross
A skatin' ballerina, you should have seen her do the skater's waltz

Some people, they got to paint and draw
Harry had to work in clay and stone
Like the waves comin' to the shore
It was in his blood and in his bones

He was ignored by all the trendy boys in London, yes and in Leeds
He might as well have been makin' toys or strings of beads
He couldn't be, no, he couldn't be
In the gallery
No, no, in the gallery

And then you get an artist, he says he doesn't wanna paint at all
Just takes an empty canvas, sticks it on a wall
Birds of a feather, all the phonies and all of the fakes
While the dealers, they get together, then they decide who gets the breaks
And who's gonna be, ah, ha, oh, who's gonna be
In the gallery, oh, yeah
In the gallery, in the gallery

No lies, he wouldn't compromise, no junk, no string
And all the lies we subsidize they just don't mean a thing, thing
I got to say he passed away in obscurity
And now all the vultures, they're comin' down from the tree
He's gonna be, yeah, oh, he's gonna be
In the galle-galle-galle-gallery
In the gallery

Harry made a bareback rider
Made a bareback rider