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ChorusGMake me an Fangel that Cflies from GMontgomery. Make me a Fposter of Can old rodeGo. Just give me Fone thing that CI can hold Gon to. To believe in this Fliving is just a Chard way to Ggo. C G C When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy, wa'n'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. There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear all their buzzin' but I ain't done nothin' since I woke up today. But how the hell can a person go to work in the morning come home in the evenin' and have nothin' to say? To believe in this Fliving is just a Chard way to Ggo.