they say i latched on to you
like you were the last train leaving town
but you just kept on moving
boy
left me here to live you down
momma said she'd send a wire
and cried on the phone
said 'you'll always be my angel
girl'
won't you come back home?
well if i was an angel
i could fly over jordan
i wouldn't need no greyhound to save my soul
but maybe that's a good thing
'cause i'll be home before i know
and if i was an angel
i'd have a long way to go
so i got a job as a waitress in some godforsaken place
guess there's no choosing where you land when you fall from grace
i'm not sure what keeps me here - my shame or my fool pride
neither one can give me wings or offer me a ride
well if i was an angel
i could fly over jordan
i wouldn't need no greyhound to save my soul
but maybe that's a good thing
'cause i'll be home before i know
and if i was an angel
i'd have a long way to go
oh tonight i'll be dreaming of the cracks in the sidewalk
a face through the window and it's back to a place i belong
well if i was an angel
i could fly over jordan
i wouldn't need no greyhound to save my soul
but maybe that's a good thing
'cause i'll be home before i know
and if i was an angel
i'd have a long way to go