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"Angel In Woodstock"

I'm going up to Woodstock
Gonna find out what's in store
Gonna leave New York City
For maybe a year or more

I'll walk down on Main Street
In this little foreign town
Where nobody knows me now

I'm going down to the liquor store
Ten dollars in hand
Gotta buy some whiskey
For me and my new friend

We'll drink right from the bottle
Singing songs and picking strings
And see what the morning brings

The angel flies
Through my window each night
And the songs that she sings
Bringing tears to my eyes

Sit upon my windowsill
And make me cry again
Oh angel, oh angel
Oh my best friend

Well the drink got us drunk
And the songs made us sad
But these angel nights
Best damn times I've ever had

God bless you sweet lady
God bless us both
I'll keep pouring that whiskey
If you keep singing those holy notes

The angel flies
Through my window each night
And the songs that she sings
Bringing tears to my eyes

Sit upon my windowsill
And make me cry again
Oh angel, oh angel
Oh my best friend

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