Angel

Well, I've been restless

Since the day you stopped coming around

And the pipe ain't helpin'

Lord, that sure is a sign that it's time I was settlin' down

And I've been weighing all my options

And, girl, you're down every row

Tell me, how in the hell am I hurtin'

Knowin' things you'll never know?

And I say, Angel, when I call, will you come runnin'?

You know I'd do the same for you

Sing sweet and low to the tune I'm hummin'

Radio won't do

These blues of mine, they won't stop comin' around

'Cause, Lord, my Angel keeps this poor boy's feet on the ground

And there's trouble in my heart

Oh, the way things have to be

'Cause if I wanted so bad to go

Why's it hurt so bad to leave?

And I say, Angel, when I call, will you come runnin'?

You know I'd do the same for you

Sing sweet and low to the tune I'm hummin'

Radio won't do

These blues of mine, they won't stop comin' around

'Cause, Lord, my Angel keeps this poor boy's feet on the ground

'Cause my Angel, and my Angel

And my Angel keeps this poor boy's feet on the ground