Angel From Montgomery

(written by John Prine) 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 have burnt down A long time ago Make me an angel, that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster, of an old rodeo Just give me one thing, Lord , that 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 Oh, but that was such a long time And no matter how I try Those years they just flow by Like a broken-down dam Make me an angel, that flies 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 all their buzzin' But I ain't done nothin Since I woke up today How the hell can a person Go to work in the morning And come home in the evening And have nothin' to say? Make me an angel, that flies 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