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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 lightning thunder was desire 
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago 

Make me an angel that flies from montgom'ry 
Make me a poster of an old rodeo 
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to 
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go 

When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy 
He weren't much to look at, just free rambling man 
But that was a long time and no matter how I try 
The years just flow by like a broken down dam. 

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There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing 
And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today. 
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning 
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say. 

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