E5           A5      E5              A5
I am an old woman, named after my mother.
E5              A5       D5                  E5
My old man is another, child that's grown old.
               A5       E5                    A5
If dreams were thunder, and lightning was desire
E5                       A5             D5          E5
this old house would've burnt down, a long time ago.

           D5          A5              E5
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
          D5            A5       E5
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
             D5              A5          E5
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
                   D5                A5           E5  A5  E5  A5
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.


When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy,

wa'n't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man.

But that was a long time, and no matter how I try,

the years just flow by like a broken-down dam.

           D5          A5              E5
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
          D5            A5       E5
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
             D5              A5          E5
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
                   D5                A5           E5  A5  E5  A5
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.

I am kind of person goes to work in the morning

come home in the evenin' and have nothin' to say.

           D5          A5              E5
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
          D5            A5       E5
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
             D5              A5          E5
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
                   D5                A5           E5  A5  E5  A5
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
                   D5                A5           E5
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.

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