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