(written by john prine)

I am an old woman
Named after my mother
My old man is another
Child thats grown old

If dreams were thunder
And lightnin was desire
This old house woulda burned down
A long time ago

Make me an angel, to fly 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

When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
He wasnt much to look at
Just a free ramblin man

Aw, but that was a long time
And no matter how I try
Those years they just flow by
Like a broken-down dam

Make me an angel, to fly 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

Theres flies in the kitchen
I can hear em a-buzzin
But I aint done nothin
Since I woke up today

How the hell can a person
Go to work in the mornin
And come home in the evenin
And have nothin to say?

Make me an angel, to fly 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

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Thanks to (anonymous) for correcting these lyrics. Sep 28, 2008