Luba Giving Away A Miracle
a ring and a six string her world in a bag she sits at my door angel of mercy tired and frail she's been strumming the same old chord she says let me grant you let me grant you one wish look inside my bag honey take your pick search your conscience then choose your cause and the miracle will be yours [chorus] cause I'm giving away a miracle giving away freedom and hope giving away a miracle and the miracle will be yours she will give you the brass ring the world if she can every miracle that she owns her faith is a virtue her grace divine she's an angel in tattered clothes and she says let me grant you let me grant you one wish look inside my bag honey take your pick search your conscience then just choose your cause and the miracle will be yours repeat chorus a ring and a six string her world in a bag she sits at my door angel of mercy tired and frail she'll be strumming the same old chord repeat chorus twice
