Angel From Montgomery - JOHN PRINE 

Intro:
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VERSE 1
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I am an old woman named after my mother
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My old man is another child that's grown old
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If dreams were lightning thunder was desire
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This old house would have burnt down a long time ago

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

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VERSE 2
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When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy
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He weren't much to look at, just free rambling man
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But that was a long time and no matter how I try
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The years just flow by like a broken down dam.

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

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VERSE 3
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There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing
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And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today.
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How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
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And come home in the evening and have nothing to Say. 

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

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