Miss Laura fed the in the church house basement After shed retired from teaching She'd pick my son up in her on Sundays To teach him all the golden rule I heard those stories about and Tuskeegee How she helped Martin fill the All I know is she had the of ten grown men Even though her hands were small and
1: She was an angel, the kind without wings Walking around in this world, just you and me Angel, livin' out of love, the kind of people we could use a lot of Just an everyday angel, everyday
Marilyn was waiting outside my old man's Trying to hide the bruises on her 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 that day What you do means a whole lot Than anything you to say
2: Go be an everyday angel, the without wings Walking around in this world, just you and me Angel, out love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, everyday
Dave was gonna meet his In a coffee shop in When he heard the sing out 9/11,he was running up he never got back down, down, d-o-w-n
3: He was an everyday angel, his wings Trying to save people who are like you and me Angel, out love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of an everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel