| 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 thunder lightning was desire
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| This old house would have burnt down, oh, 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, oh, I had me a cowboy
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| He wasn’t much to look at, just a free rambling man
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| But that was a long time and no matter how hard I try
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| Those years just flow by like a broken down dam
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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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| There’s flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em buzzing
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| I ain’t done nothing since I woke up today
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| How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
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| Come home in the evening and have nothing to say
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| Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
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| Make me a poster of an old rodeo |
| Just give me one thing, Lord, 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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| To believe in this living hard road to hold
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| To believe in this living is just a hard, oh, so hard way to go |