Luyện nghe bài hát Angels Working Overtime

She was at a rest stop on the Kansas state line
In the back of a Dodge in the time
Her momma named her Indiana like their license
And the hum of the tires on the interstate
She was

They left her at a up in Colorado
In a blanket with her name written on a
said, "Forgive us Lord for not takin' her
But this child has a chance of makin' it
In someone arms"

And it's a thing
Fate has perfect
All the way down the
Angels working

She was raised in a place called Wells
But she never fit in and could tell
That she didn't in some prairie town
And she turned eighteen she bought a ticket out
On a

They stopped a few out of Santa Fe
She got out for a and they drove away
She a ride with a boy right out of school
He "I'm headed out west" and she said "Me too
If all right"

And a crazy thing
Fate has wings
All the way the line
Angels overtime

It took a couple hundred 'til they fell in love
They knew forever was the only thing enough
And in a moment of in a motel room
They on tight and their aim was true
Now they're down the days
And all night in an apartment in L.A.

And it's a thing
Fate has perfect
All the way the line
working overtime

And it's a crazy
has perfect wings
All the way the line
working overtime

She was born at a rest stop on the state line
Angels workin'
She was
She was
She was