Falling Angel
Words & Music By: Donald Stephan Jones
2007
Instrumental
He said he was her cowboy
He would treat her like a lady
She never had to worry about, his intentions
But then he took to drinken
Spending all her money
On whiskey and saloon girls and poker
Now he’s her falling angel
Falling from the sky
Now he’s her falling angel
With a 44 between his eyes
Instrumental
He gambled her daddy’s ranch
With two girls on his knee
A pair of dirty aces, hiding up his sleeve
Some say the bullet found him
In an alley behind the bar
Some say, they saw a lady, running from the scene
Now he’s her falling angel
Falling from the sky
Now he’s her falling angel
With a 44 between his eyes
Instrumental
Now he’s her falling angel
Falling from the sky
Now he’s her falling angel
With a 44 between his eyes
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