Angel of Montgomery

Schöne Ballade von Bonnie Raitt, Aufnahmen:

https://youtu.be/vhe3vb0z7mY

https://youtu.be/toJ3ZYWRh24 (mit schöner Zweitstimme in der zweiten Hälfte beim Refrain)

Trau, schau wem: Der Akkord D-Dur ist Quatsch, hier gehört H-Dur (B), nämlich die Dominante von E-Dur, hin (probiert es aus - was da unten steht, klingt grausam!). Wir sollten es aber gar nicht in E-Dur singen, sondern in G-Dur - ist wesentlich einfacher und ich glaube auch für alle singbar (siehe Noten oben).

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From: "Pamela N. Lindell" 
Subject: Angel From Montgomery - Bonnie Raitt

ANGEL FROM MONTGOMERY - Bonnie Raitt version

G           C     G              C
I am an old woman named after my mother.
G              C      D                  G
My old man is another child that's grown old.
               C      G                    C
If dreams were thunder and lightning was desire
G                       C            D         G
this old house would've burnt down a long time ago.


CHORUS

           F          C          G
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
          F         C      G
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
             F              C          G
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
                   F                C           G    C   G   C
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.


When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy,

wa'n't much to look at, just a free ramblin' man.

But that was a long time, and no matter how I try,

the years just flow by like a broken-down dam.

(repeat chorus)

There's flies in the kitchen, I can hear all their buzzin'

but I ain't done nothin' since I woke up today.

I am kind of person goes to work in the morning

come home in the evenin' and have nothin' to say.

(repeat chorus)
                   F                C           G
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.