Текст: Bonnie Raitt. Streetlights. Angel From Montgomery.

I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man is another child that's grown old
If dreams were thunder and lightning was desire
This old house would've 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 livin' is just a hard way to go

When I was a young girl, well I had me a cowboy
It weren't much to look just a free ramblin' man
But that was a long time no matter how hard I tried
Those years just rolled by like a broken down dance

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 livin' is just a hard way to go

There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear 'em there buzzin'
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?

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 livin' is just a hard way to go
To believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go