Lyrics to Angel from Montgomery
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I am an old woman
Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child who's grown oldIf dreams were lightning
Thunder was desire
This old house it would've burned down
A long time agoMake me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeoJust give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go
When I was a young girl
Well, I had me a cowboy
He wasn't much to look at
Just a free ramblin' manBut that was a long time
And no matter how I tried
The years just flowed by
Like a broken down damMake me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeoJust give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear 'em there buzzin'
And I ain't done nothing
Since I woke up todayBut how the hell can a person
Go to work in the morning
Then come home in the evening
And have nothing to say?Make me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeoJust give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go
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Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child who's grown oldIf dreams were lightning
Thunder was desire
This old house it would've burned down
A long time agoMake me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeoJust give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go
When I was a young girl
Well, I had me a cowboy
He wasn't much to look at
Just a free ramblin' manBut that was a long time
And no matter how I tried
The years just flowed by
Like a broken down damMake me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeoJust give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear 'em there buzzin'
And I ain't done nothing
Since I woke up todayBut how the hell can a person
Go to work in the morning
Then come home in the evening
And have nothing to say?Make me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeoJust give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.