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