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PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Prine
John Prine
Acoustic Guitar
Gene Chrisman
Gene Chrisman
Drums
Reggie Young
Reggie Young
Lead Guitar
Bobby Emmons
Bobby Emmons
Organ
Leo LeBlanc
Leo LeBlanc
Pedal Steel Guitar
Bobby Wood
Bobby Wood
Piano
Dale "Smitty" Smith
Dale "Smitty" Smith
Percussion
Johnny Christopher
Johnny Christopher
Rhythm Guitar
Mike Leech
Mike Leech
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Prine
John Prine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Producer
Dale "Smitty" Smith
Dale "Smitty" Smith
Assistant Engineer
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer
Stan Kesler
Stan Kesler
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were lightning, thunder were desire
This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
[Chorus]
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 living is just a hard way to go
[Verse 2]
When I was a young girl, well, I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at, just a free rambling man
But that was a long time, and no matter how I try
The years just flow by like a broken down dam
[Chorus]
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 living is just a hard way to go
[Verse 3]
There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em there, buzzing
And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say?
[Chorus]
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 living is just a hard way to go
Written by: John E. Prine
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