Blues is a natural fact, is something that a fellow lives. If you don't live it you don't have it. Young people have forgotten to cry the blues. Now they talk and get lawyers and things.
Big Bill Broonzy
I am an old woman named after my mother an old man is another child who's grown old If dreams were thunder lightning was desire this old house it would've burned 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 livin' is just a hard way to go When i was a young girl I had me a cowboy it wasn't much to look at it was a free ramblin' man There was a long time no matter how I tried the years they just rolled by like a broken down dance 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 livin' is just a hard way to go There's flies in the kitchen I can hear them there buzzin' And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today But how the hell can a person go on to work in the morning to come home in the evening and have nothing to say 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 livin' is just a hard way to go
I am an old woman
ReplyDeletenamed after my mother
an old man is another
child who's grown old
If dreams were thunder
lightning was desire
this old house it would've burned 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 livin'
is just a hard way to go
When i was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
it wasn't much to look at
it was a free ramblin' man
There was a long time
no matter how I tried
the years they just rolled by
like a broken down dance
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 livin'
is just a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear them there buzzin'
And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today
But how the hell can a person
go on to work in the morning
to come home in the evening
and have nothing to say
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 livin'
is just a hard way to go