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 thunder and lightning was desire
This old house would’ve burnt down a long time ago

Chorus
   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 living is just a hard way to go

When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy
He wasn’t much to look at, but he was a free ramblin’ man
But that was a long time, and no matter how I try
The years just flow by like a broken-down dam

Repeat Chorus

There’s flies in the kitchen, I can hear’em a- buzzin’
But I ain’t done nothin’ since I woke up today
How in the hell can a person go to work in the morning
Come home in the evenin’ and have nothin’ to say?

Repeat Chorus

To believe in this living is just a hard way to go