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Everyday Angel
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Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house basement
After she'd retired from teaching school
She'd pick my son up in her arms on Sundays
To teach him all about the golden rule
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Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house basement
After she'd retired from teaching school
She'd pick my son up in her arms on Sundays
To teach him all about the golden rule
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
country roots
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
demanding instrumental part writing
major key tonality
a dynamic male vocalist
slide/pedal steel guitars
acoustic rhythm guitars
prominent organ
political lyrics

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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But I learned a big lesson that day
Angel, living out love, kind of people we could us a lot more of
Even though her hands were small and frail
Songwriter: Radney Foster
You can come and stay at our place"
Marilyn was waiting outside my old man's office
She was an everyday angel, the kind without wings
Angel, living out love, kind of people we could us a lot more of
Trying to hide the bruises on her face
All I know is she had the strength of ten grown men
He was an everyday angel, earnin' his wings
He said, "You don't have to get knocked around anymore
Trying to save people who are just like you and me
I heard those stories about Selma and Tuskegee
Everyday angel, everyday angel
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel
Down, down
Then anything you have to say
She'd pick my son up in her arms on Sundays
Go be an everyday angel, the kind without wings
Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house basement
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel
After she'd retired from teaching school
To teach him all about the golden rule
Angel, living out love, kind of people we could use a lot more of
Walking around in this world, just like you and me
When he heard the alarm sing out "911"
What you do means a whole lot more
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel
He was running up stairs then he never got back down
I didn't know till I had kids of my own
Publishers: SPUNKER SONGS, UNIVERSAL-POLYGRAM INT'L PUB INC
Walking around in this world, just like you and me
Dave was gonna meet his wife at a coffee shop in Brooklyn
Everyday angel
How she'd helped Martin fill the jails