I am an old woman named after my mother

My old man is another child that's grown old

If dreams were lightning thunder were 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 that I can hold on to

To believe in this living is just a hard way to go



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

He weren't much to look at just a free rambling man

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

The years just flow by like a broken down dam

Make me an angel...



There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing

And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today

How the hell kinda person go to work in the morning

And come home in the evening and have nothing to say

Make me an angel...

Make me an angel...

Make me an angel...

Make me an angel...