Angel in Blue Jeans

Ooh

Ooh

And though I never got her name

Or time to find out anything

I loved her just the same

And though I rode a different road

And sang a different song

I'll love her till my last breath's gone

Like a river made of silver

Everyone came running to the scene

I was shot down in cold blood

By an angel in blue jeans

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Late that night she got away

I chased her to the turnpike

Then lost her where the music never plays

And though I rolled upon the stones

I fell into the water

I'll love her till my judgement day

Like a sunrise made of white lines

Everything was nothing as it seems

I was shot down in cold blood

By an angel in blue jeans

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

I hear voices calling all around

I keep falling down

I think my heart could pound

Right out of me

I see a million different ways

To never leave this maze alive

I woke up in somebody's arms

Strange and so familiar

Where nothing could go wrong

Barely alive, or nearly dead

Somehow awake in my own bed

And there you are

Like a highway headed my way

Life is but a dream

I was shot down by your love

My angel in blue jeans

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah