Mary The Angel Lyrics by Beth Hirsch

Mary The Angel Lyrics

    On tuesdays mornings you'd wake her up
    Take the firty clothes
    And be on your way

    In the afternoons
    When she got home
    You'd share a snack
    And talk about the day

    You'd fry chicken
    At her birthday party
    For that alone
    They would've stayed

    To the little girl
    You were her greatest present
    To other kids you were just
    The maid

    If angels can fly
    Then you can fly
    If angels can fly
    Then you'd...

    Go with her to your neighborhood
    To play with children door to door
    Unaware of heat between your colors
    Eternal war of man rich and poor

    And home there was no home
    With you she¡®d run away
    You said your mum and dad
    They love you so¡°
    And gentle strength convinced the girl

    Then you can fly
    If angels can fly
    Then you'd...

    When you had a stroke on
    That summer's night
    The teenage girl nearly
    Thought you died

    She wanted bad to wake you up....

    Then you can fly
    If angels can fly
    Then you can...

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