Angel From Montgomery — Кристен Стюарт

I am an old woman Named after my mother My old man is another Child that's grown old

If dreams were thunder And lightnin' was desire This old house would'a burned down A long time ago

Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery Make me a poster, of an old rodeo Just give me one thing, I can hold onto To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go

When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy He wasn't much to look at Just a free ramblin' man

Aw, but that was a long time And no matter how I try Those years they just flow by Like a broken-down dam

Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery Make me a poster, of an old rodeo Just give me one thing, I can hold onto To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go

There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em a-buzzin But I ain't done nothin Since I woke up today

How the hell can a person Go to work in the mornin' And come home in the evenin' And have nothin' to say?

Make me an angel, to fly from Montgomery Make me a poster, of an old rodeo Just give me one thing, I can hold onto To believe in this living is just a, hard way to go