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[Verse 1]
A D A D
I am an old woman named after my mother.
A D E A
My old man is another child that's grown old.
D A D
If dreams were lightning and thunder were desire
A D E A
this old house would've burnt down a long time ago.
{ CHORUS }
A G D A
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
G D A
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
G D A
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
D E A D A D A D A
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
[Verse 2]
A D A D
When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy,
A D E A
He wa'rn't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man.
D A D
But that was a long time, and no matter how I try,
A D E A
the years just flow by like a broken-down dam.
{ CHORUS }
A G D A
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
G D A
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
G D A
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
D E A D A D A D A
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
[Verse 3]
A D A D
There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em there buzzin'
A D E A
and I ain't done nothin' since I woke up today.
D A D
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
A D E A
and come home in the evenin' and have nothin' to say?
{ CHORUS }
A G D A
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
G D A
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
G D A
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
D E A D A D A D A
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
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C​​Angel From Montgomery, John Prine
C Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â F Â Â Â Â C Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â F
I am an old woman named after my mother
C Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â F Â Â Â Â G Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â C
My old man is another child that’s grown old
C Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â F Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â C Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â F
If dreams were lightning, and thunder were desire
C Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â F Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â G Â Â Â Â Â Â Â C
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
C          Bb       F           C
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
C         Bb         F      C
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
 C          G          F        C
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
C             F           G        C (Bb, F, C – END)
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
When I was a young girl, I had me a cowboy.
Weren’t much to look at, just free rambling man.
But that was a long time, and no matter how I tried,
The years just flowed by, like a broken down dam.
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  [ BREAK ]
There’s flies in the kitchen, I can hear ’em in there buzzing,
I ain’t done nothing, 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?
# # #
