Angel (Stripped Down)

Well, I've been restless

Since the day you stopped coming around

And the pipe ain't helpin'

Lord, that sure is a sign that it's time I was settlin' down

And I've been weighin' all my options

And girl you're down every road

But tell me how in the hell am I hurtin'

Knowin' things you'll never know?

I said, "Angel, when I call will you come running?

You know I'd do the same for you

Sing sweet and low to the tune I'm hummin'. The radio won't do."

These blues of mine they won't stop comin' around

Lord, my angel keeps this poor boy's feet on the ground

There's trouble in my heart

For the way things have to be

'Cause if I wanted so bad to go

Why's it hurt so bad to leave?

And I said, "Angel, when I call will you come running?

You know I'd do the same for you

Sing sweet and low to the tune I'm hummin'. The radio won't do."

These blues of mine they won't stop comin' around

Lord, my angel keeps this poor boy's feet on the ground

Lord, my angel

Hey, my angel

Yeah, my angel keeps this poor boy's feet on the ground