Date: Fri, 15 Nov 1996 08:04:13 +0100 From: Franz Schedl Subject: Mike Bloomfield Wings Of An Angel Mike Bloomfield G C People if I had the wings of an angel, D G Over these prison walls I would fly. G C I'll fly back to the arms of my darling, D G People in there I will stay till I die. G C Lost my wife, lost my job, dear old mother, D G People to just sit is me, here I'd to stay, G C If it's cold and lonesome in this prison, D G Oh my lord, I must broken, I must pay. G C I am lost like a ship out on the ocean, D G People I'm lost with my crew in a gale, G C I'm in drunk and I shock my best body, D G Man I must spend my life in this jail. G C If I had the wings of an angel, D G Over these prison walls I would fly. G C I'll fly back to the arms of my darling, D G And people in there I will stay till I die. Guitar! G C I am lost like a ship out on the ocean, D G People I'm lost with my crew in a gale, G C I'm in drunk, lord I shock my best body, D G Man I must spend my life in this jail. G C If I had the wings of an angel, D G Over these prison walls I would fly. G C I'll fly to the arms of my darling, D G After in there I will stay till I die. Fade out...... by Franz Felix Vienne/Austria