Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church basement After retired from teaching school She'd my son up in her arms on Sundays To teach him all the golden rule I heard those stories about Selma and How she helped Martin fill the All I know is she had the strength of ten men Even her hands were small and frail
1: She was an everyday angel, the without wings Walking around in this world, just you and me Angel, livin' out of love, the kind of we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, everyday
was waiting outside my old man's office Trying to hide the on her face He said you don't have to get knocked anymore You can come and stay at our I know until I had kids of my own But I learned a big that day What you do a whole lot more anything you have to say
2: Go be an angel, the kind without wings Walking around in world, just like you and me Angel, livin' out love, the kind of people we use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, angel
was gonna meet his wife In a coffee in Brooklyn When he heard the alarm out 9/11,he was running up That he never got back down, down,
3: He was an everyday angel, earnin' his Trying to save who are just like you and me Angel, living out love, the kind of people we use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel, angel