Corey Smith Leaving An Angel
Girl, I hate to hang you out to dry
With a bleeding heart and broken home
But I dropped this line to say good-bye
You shoulda saw it coming
Guess I was born for running
I can't pay the debts I owe
There's many a man looking for me
I keep a pistol under my pillow
Feel I'm going crazy
I've been good for nothing lately
Oh, and when I'm gone
I hope you mention my name
I hope you care about the man
After you place the blame
Let our years turn to gold
And never wither away
And be forgotten
I don't wanna be forgotten
Tell our boys that I'm real proud
Watched 'em grow up tough as nails
And there'll be no crying allowed
They'll know what to do
I'm sure they'll take good care of you
Kiss my baby girl good-bye
I'm sure she'll miss me most of all
I can't bear the thought of the tears she'll cry
She's so sweet and tender
Lord, I pray she will remember
When I'm gone
I hope you mention my name
I hope you care about the man
After you place the blame
Let our years turn to gold
And never wither away
And be forgotten
I don't wanna be forgotten
I'm taking the pickup truck
But I left a little bit of money
Naw, it ain't too much but
It'll get you through the month ahead
I left my Browning rifle and the old guitar my daddy gave me
Put 'em up and pass 'em down yeah
Oh they're all I have to give
Maybe one day you can give 'em to my grandkids
I know it's been hard loving me
You've taken the scars and worn 'em well
And you'd starve yourself to feed this family
I'm sick and shameful
I'm leaving an angel
