Angel from Montgomery Songtext
von Dave Matthews Band
Angel from Montgomery Songtext
I′m an old woman, named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning, and thunder 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, yeah
Just give me the 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 weren′t much to look at, he's just a free rambling man
But that was a long time, no matter how I try
These dreams ssem to go by, like a broken down dam
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo, yeah
Just give me the one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
Flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em there buzzing
And I ain′t done much since I woke up today
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
To come home in the evening and have nothing to say, yeah?
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo, yeah
Just give me the one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go, yeah
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To believe in this living is just a hard way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, to go
Thank you very much
Hmm, win win
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning, and thunder 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, yeah
Just give me the 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 weren′t much to look at, he's just a free rambling man
But that was a long time, no matter how I try
These dreams ssem to go by, like a broken down dam
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo, yeah
Just give me the one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
Flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em there buzzing
And I ain′t done much since I woke up today
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
To come home in the evening and have nothing to say, yeah?
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo, yeah
Just give me the one thing that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go, yeah
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To believe in this living is just a hard way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, to go
Thank you very much
Hmm, win win
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