Jessie Buckley - Angel From Montgomery

I am a woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning and thunder was desire
This whole house would have 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
He wasn't much to look at, just a free-ramblin' man
But that was a long time, no matter how hard I tried
The years just flew by like a broken down dam

Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Won't you 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 'em buzzin'
And I ain't 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 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

To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go