Verse 1
[G]I am an old [C]woman [G]named after my [C]mother.
[G]My old man is a[C]another [D]child that's grown [G]old.
If dreams were [C]lightning and [G]thunder were de[C]desire
[G]this old house would've [C]burnt down a [D]long time [G]ago.
Chorus
[G]Make me an [F]angel that [C]flies from [G]Montgomery.
Make me a [F]poster of an [C]old rode[G]rodeo.
Just give me [F]one thing that [C]I can hold [G]on to.
To believe in this [F]living is just a [C]hard way to [G]go. [C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
Verse 2
[G]When I was a [C]young girl[G]girl I had me a [C]cowboy,
[G]He wa'rn't much to [C]look at, just a [D]free ramblin' [G]man.
But that was a[C]a long time,[G]time, and no matter how [C]I try,
[G]the years just [C]flow by like a [D]broken-down [G]dam.
Chorus
[G]Make me an [F]angel that [C]flies from [G]Montgomery.
Make me a [F]poster of an [C]old rode[G]rodeo.
Just give me [F]one thing that [C]I can hold [G]on to.
To believe in this [F]living is just a [C]hard way to [G]go. [C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
Verse 3
[G]There's flies in the [C]kitchen[G]kitchen, I can hear all their [C]buzzin'
[G]but I ain't done [C]nothin' since I [D]woke up to[G]today.
But how the hell can a [C]person[G]person go to work in the [C]morning
[G]come home in the [C]evenin' and have [D]nothin' to [G]say?
Chorus
[G]Make me an [F]angel that [C]flies from Mont[G]Montgomery.
Make me a [F]poster of an [C]old rode[G]rodeo.
Just give me [F]one thing that [C]I can hold [G]on to.
To believe in this [F]living is just a [C]hard way to [G]go. [C] [G] [C] [C] [G] [C] [G]
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