I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man's another child that's grown old
If dreams were thunder and lightning was desire
This old house would have burned down a long time ago
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
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 such a long time, no matter, no matter how I try
Those years, they flow by like a broken down dam
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing, Lord, that I can hold on to
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go, oh