Race Ricketts - Angel of the Brazos

White cotton dress
She stands alone
Curly brown hair
Soaked to the bone
Voice like a song
Calls me her own
The Angel of the Brazos
Come to carry me home
This life as a rambler
Won't last too long
The wines all but empty
My money's all gone
But one things for certain
She's standing strong
The Angel of the Brazos
Rights all my wrongs
Dancing water
Dancing girl
Descended from heaven
And into my world
Look a bit closer
You might see her wings
The Angel of the Brazos
Dances with me
These hands have grown withered
Brains turning dim
She's just as pretty
As she was back then
I may grow weary
But she stays the same
The Angel of the Brazos
Still dances today
White cotton dress
She stands alone
Curly brown hair
Soaked to the bone
Voice like a song
Calls me her own
The Angel of the Brazos
Come to carry me home
Yes my Angel of the Brazos
Come to carry me home

Written by:
Race Ricketts

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