Angel From Montgomery Testo
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Testo Angel From Montgomery
I am an old woman
Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child that's grown old
If dreams were thunder
And lightnin' was desire
This old house would'a burned down
A long time ago
Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery
Make me a poster, of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, I can hold onto
To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go
When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
He wasn't much to look at
Just a free ramblin' man
Aw, but that was a long time
And no matter how I try
Those years they just flow by
Like a broken-down dam
Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery
Make me a poster, of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, I can hold onto
To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear 'em a-buzzin
But I ain't done nothin
Since I woke up today
How the hell can a person
Go to work in the mornin'
And come home in the evenin'
And have nothin' to say?
Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery
Make me a poster, of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, I can hold onto
To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go
Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child that's grown old
If dreams were thunder
And lightnin' was desire
This old house would'a burned down
A long time ago
Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery
Make me a poster, of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, I can hold onto
To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go
When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
He wasn't much to look at
Just a free ramblin' man
Aw, but that was a long time
And no matter how I try
Those years they just flow by
Like a broken-down dam
Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery
Make me a poster, of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, I can hold onto
To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear 'em a-buzzin
But I ain't done nothin
Since I woke up today
How the hell can a person
Go to work in the mornin'
And come home in the evenin'
And have nothin' to say?
Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery
Make me a poster, of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, I can hold onto
To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go
PRINE, JOHN
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