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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 and thunder were desire
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this old house would”ve burnt down a long time ago.
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Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
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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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When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy,
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He wa”rn”t much to look at, just a free ramblin” 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 Montgomery.
|E D | |A E|
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
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Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
| E D | |A E| |E A | |E A|
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
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There”s flies in the kitchen, I can hear all their buzzin”
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but I ain”t done nothin” since I woke up today.
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But how the hell can a person go to work in the morning
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come home in the evenin” and have nothin” to say?
Chorus
|E D| |A E|
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
|E D | |A E|
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
|E D | |A E|
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
| E D | |A E| |E A | |E A| E (hold)
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.