3 acessos
In a den of noise there's silence when you're nursing on a whiskey glass
Tuning in on a memory with a voice coming out of the past
Said I've found something better in the arms of someone new
Heaven knows that I'm still living the hell she put me through
Speaking of the angel it could drive a man insane
Speaking of the angel I still bow before her name
And if I swear that I don't love her God knows it's a lie
Speaking of the ang-el is enough to make me cry
No way you can lose your lover in a small little southern town
She hooked up with another now they're matrimony bound
She still makes all the dances down at old man Walker's Bar
And I have to watch that devil twirling my world on his arm