John Prine

Angel From Montgomery

John Prine


Tom: G

G           C     G              C 
I am an old woman named after my mother 
G             C       D                  G 
My old man is another child that's grown old 
G              C         G                  C 
If dreams were lightning and thunder were desire 
G                       C            D         G 
This old house would've burnt down a long time ago 

           F          C          G 
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery 
          F            C       G 
Make me a poster of an old rodeo 
             F              C             G 
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to 
                   C                D           G 
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 ramblin' man 
But that was a long time, and no matter how I try 
The years just flow by like a broken-down dam 
 
Chorus 
 
 
There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear em, they're buzzin' 
But I ain't done nothin' since I woke up today 
I the hell can a person goes to work in the morning 
Come home in the evenin' and have nothin' to say 
 
 
Chorus