Angel From Montgomery by John Prine

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

Chorus:
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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