| Hail Mary touchdown, caught it, don’t know how
|
| Felt something lift you up a little bit higher
|
| Six for the win and the crowd goes wild
|
| Ain’t nothing better than a hometown choir
|
| Between the dirt and sky
|
| Don’t know when or why
|
| Miracles arise
|
| Call it what you want, but I know the truth
|
| Angels in this town looking out for me and you
|
| All I know is I wouldn’t be here now
|
| Call it what you want, I swear there’s angels in this town
|
| This town, this town, I swear there’s angels in this town, oh yeah
|
| Dozed off hard, night shift tired
|
| Should have been a funeral, should have been a fire
|
| Woke up head-on, ninety miles an hour
|
| Missed that truck by the skin of your tire
|
| Call it what you want, but I know the truth
|
| Angels in this town looking out for me and you
|
| All I know is I wouldn’t be here now
|
| Call it what you want, I swear there’s angels in this town
|
| This town, this town, I swear there’s angels in this town, oh yeah
|
| Between the dirt and sky
|
| Don’t know when or why
|
| Call it what you want, but I know the truth
|
| Angels in this town looking out for me and you
|
| All I know is I wouldn’t be here now
|
| Call it what you want, I swear there’s angels in this town
|
| This town, this town, I swear there’s angels, oh, oh
|
| I swear there’s angels in this town
|
| I swear there’s angels in this town, yeah |