I am an old woman
named after my mother
My old man is another
child grown old
If dreams were thunder
Lightening was desire
This house would've burned down
such a long time ago
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of that old rodeo
Just give me one thing that I can hold onto
To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go
When I
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