With The Angels - Nanci Griffith

Lyrics by：Nanci Griffith

Composed by：Nanci Griffith

Produced by：Laurie Hill/John Hill/Nanci Griffith/Brian Wood/Eric Taylor/Tom Southwick

She's just a hill country girl home from the city

Pocket's full of plenty of those neon lights

And her mother's smile shines on youngest child

She is just a barroom singer

With her father's eyes

And the city streets are harder understandin'

It would be easy for the devil to pass by

She can close her eyes dream about

The country boy

Chain of gold and a lullaby

Because he's waltzin' with the angels tonight

And it's a harvest moon when she's home to count her blessings

She's saved that love passing

Though it's ten years gone by

He is buried in these hills folded all around

Still's a heart of hunger with his memories inside

And the city streets are harder understandin'

Would be easy for the devil to pass by

She can close her eyes dream about

The country boy

Chain of gold and a lullaby

Because he's waltzin' with the angels tonight

Now in the mornin' she'll move on 'cause it's April on the wing

It put's feathers on her strings and her voice will fly

But that necklace of gold

She wears of his protect's her soul

From the barroom brawls and the late night drinkers

When the devil's passin' by

And the city streets are harder understandin'

It would be easy for the devil to pass by

She can close her eyes dream about

The country boy

Chain of gold and a lullaby

Because he's waltzin' with angels tonight

They will be waltzin' with angel's tonight