Miss Laura fed the hungry in the house basement shed retired from teaching school She'd pick my son up in her arms on To him all about the golden rule I heard those stories about Selma and How she helped fill the jails All I know is she had the of ten grown men though her hands were small and frail
1: She was an everyday angel, the kind without Walking around in this world, just you and me Angel, livin' out of love, the kind of people we could use a lot of an everyday angel, everyday angel
Marilyn was waiting outside my old man's to hide the bruises on her face He said you don't to get knocked around anymore You can and stay at our place I know until I had kids of my own But I learned a big lesson day What you do a whole lot more Than you have to say
2: Go be an everyday angel, the without wings Walking in this world, just like you and me Angel, livin' out love, the of people we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, angel
Dave was gonna meet his In a shop 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 angel, earnin' his wings Trying to save people who are just you and me Angel, living out love, the kind of we could use a lot more of Just an everyday angel, angel, everyday angel, everyday angel