I am an old woman, named after my mother,
My old man is another child that's grown old.
If dreams were lightning, and thunder were desire,
This old house would have burnt 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,
He wer'n't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man.
If I was a long time, no matter how I tried,
The years just flowed by like a broken down damm.
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.
These flies in the kitchen, I can hear them in their buzzin',
I ain't got nothin' since I woke up today.
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning,
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.
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.
Writer(s): Prine John E
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