Band/Artist: Susan Tedeschi
Song: Angel From Montgomery
Album: Live From Austin TX



(Verse 1)
D           G     D              G
I am an old woman named after my mother
D             G       A                  D
My old man is another child that’s grown old
D              G       D             G
If dreams were thunder lightning was desire
D                         G            A          D
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago



(Chorus)
D          C          G              D
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
D         C            G       D
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
D            C              G          D
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
D                  C                G           D
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go



(Instrumental break)
D    G    D    G    D    G    A    D



(Verse 2)
D            G          D                G
When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy
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He wasn’t much to look at, just free rambling man
D                   G         D             G                   
But that was such a long time and no matter how I try
D              G              A           D
The years just flow by like a broken down dam.



(Chorus)
D          C          G              D
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
D         C            G       D
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
D            C              G          D
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
D                  C                G           D
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go



(Instrumental Break)
D    G    D    G    D    G    A    D
D    G    D    G    D    G    A    D
D    C    G    D    D    C    G    D
D    C    G    D    D    C    G    D



(Verse 3)
D                    G       D              G
There’s flies in the kitchen I can hear all their buzzing
D                G               A       D 
And I ain’t done nothing since I woke up today.
D            G            D                 G                
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
D                    G                A          D
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say.



(Chorus)
D          C          G              D
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
D         C            G       D
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
D            C              G          D
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
D                  C                G           D
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go