Roadside Angel

From the south side of Chicago
On Woodland Avenue
The youngest of eight children
With a voice that soared and soothed
Singing at the Lincoln Center
The church a block away
Like a perfect angel
As the Red Sanders Band played

She said, "Baby
Can we just go some place warm
And stay there ?til the baby's born?
I'll be [Am]your ɾoadside angel
And walk with you [A7through life"

She was [Am7]his ɾoadside angel
He was [Am7]her guiding light
They drove south from New York city
To Gainesville, Florida
And settled for [Dm7]two summers
There with Marc and [Bm]Maya

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He loved her from the moment he saw her
At the top of the electɾic theatɾe stairs
Wrapped in his loving arms she lay
Listening to [C7]Stevie she flew away
She flew away

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