Bobby Bland Wishing Well
Well, I'm standing at the wishing well
Gazin' up at a fallin' star
Well, I'm standing at the wishin' well
Gazing up at a fallin' star
Well, I wished I was an angel
So I can fly on wherever you are
Well, I can just see my pretty little self
Floatin' around up there all day long
Well I can just see my pretty little self
Floatin' around up there all day long
Well, I can hear your sweet voice calling
Fly on by me, fly on a-home, well, baby
I know my flight will get a little rugged
But I'll make it in on one wing and a prayer
Well, I know my flight will get a little rugged
But I'll make it in on one wing and a prayer
Well, I can make it through any kind of weather
As long as I know you'll be waiting there, well
