Angel From Montgomery
Bonnie Raitt
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DI am an old Gwoman Dnamed after my Gmother
DMy old man is Ganother Achild that's grown Dold
DIf dreams were Gthunder Dand lightning was desGire
DThis old house Gwould've burnt Adown a long time agoD
DMake me an Cangel that Gflies from MontDgomery
DMake me a Cposter of an Gold rodeDo
DJust give me Cone thing that GI can hold Don to
DTo believe in this Gliving is just a Ahard way to Dgo
DWhen I was a Gyoung girl DI had me a cowboGy
DWasn't much to Glook at, Ajust a free rambliDn' man
DBut that was Ga long time, Dand no matter Ghow I try
DThe years just Gflow by like Aa broken-down Ddam
DMake me an Cangel that Gflies from MontDgomery
DMake me a Cposter of an Gold rodeDo
DJust give me Cone thing that GI can hold Don to
DTo believe in this Gliving is just a Chard way to Dgo
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DThere's flieGs in the kitchen, I can hear Dthem a-buzzin'G
DBut I ain't donGe nothin' since I Awoke up todayD
DHow the hell Gcan a person go to Dwork in the mornGing
DCome home in Gthe evenin', they Agot nothin' to sayD
DMake me an Cangel that Gflies from MontDgomery
DMake me a Cposter of an Gold rodeDo
DJust give me Cone thing that GI can hold Don to
DTo believe in this Gliving is just a Chard way to Dgo
DTo believe in this Cliving is just a Ahard way to Dgo