Miss Laura fed the hungry in the house basement After shed retired teaching school pick my son up in her arms on Sundays To him all about the golden rule I heard stories about Selma and Tuskeegee How she Martin fill the jails All I is she had the strength of ten grown men Even though her hands small and frail
1: She was an angel, the kind without wings Walking around in world, just like you and me Angel, livin' out of love, the kind of people we use a lot more of Just an angel, everyday angel
Marilyn was outside my old man's office Trying to the bruises on her face He said you have to get knocked around anymore You can come and stay at our I didn't know I had kids of my own But I learned a big lesson day What you do means a lot more anything you have to say
2: Go be an everyday angel, the kind without Walking around in world, just like you and me Angel, livin' out love, the of people we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, everyday
Dave was gonna his wife In a coffee in Brooklyn he heard the alarm sing out 9/11,he was up stairs That he got back down, down, d-o-w-n
3: He was an everyday angel, earnin' his Trying to save people who are like you and me Angel, living out love, the of people we could use a lot more of an everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel