G C G C
I am an old woman named after my mother.
G C D7 G
My old man is another child that's grown old.
G C G C
If dreams were lightning and thunder were desire.
G C D7 G
This old house would've burnt down a long time ago
F C G
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
F C G
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
F C G
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
C D7 G
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 ramblin' man.
But that was a long time, and no matter how I try
The years just flow by like a broken-down dam.
Chorus
There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear em, them buzzin'
But I ain't done nothin' since I woke up today.
How the hell can a person go to work in the morning,
Come home in the evening and have nothin' to say?
Chorus
Composição de John Prine