Angel from Montgomery / mi / 8b2-70

I am an old woman, named after my mother
an old man is another child who's grown old
if dreams were thunder lightning was desire
this old house it would've burned down, a long time ago

make me an angel that flies from montgomery
make me a poster of an old rodeo
just 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, i had me a cowboy
it wasn't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man
there was a long time, no matter how i tried
the years they just rolled by like a broken down dance

make me an angel that flies from montgomery
make me a poster of an old rodeo
just 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 them there buzzin'
and i ain't done nothing since i woke up today
but how the hell can a person go on to work in the morning
to 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 rodeo
just give me one thing that i can hold on to
to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go

make me an angel that flies from montgomery
make me a poster of an old rodeo
just give me one thing that i can hold on to
to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go

to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go