Miss Laura fed the in the church house basement After shed from teaching school She'd my son up in her arms on Sundays To him all about the golden rule I heard those stories about and Tuskeegee How she Martin fill the jails All I know is she had the strength of ten men though her hands were 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 of people we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, everyday
Marilyn was outside my old man's office to hide the bruises on her face He you don't have to get knocked around anymore You can come and stay at our I didn't until I had kids of my own But I learned a big lesson day you do means a whole lot more Than anything you to say
2: Go be an everyday angel, the kind 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, everyday
Dave was meet his wife In a coffee in Brooklyn When he heard the sing out 9/11,he was running up That he never got down, down, d-o-w-n
3: He was an everyday angel, earnin' his Trying to people who are just like you and me Angel, living out love, the of people we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, angel, everyday angel, everyday angel