Mott The Hoople – Angel Of Eighth Avenue (Guitar)

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The willow in the wind is gently weeping

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No city lights tonight for she is sleeping

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But in a little while she will awake and gently smile

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My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning

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Somewhere a siren sounds and she is turning

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She moves my arm around 'cause she is burning

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She has so much to give but so little time to live

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My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning

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As I look down the streets are slowly forming

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And the ladies of the night have start performing

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And the trash-collectors horn salutes the dawning

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And soon the workward bound will they wake up yawning

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And soft warm hands behind that give no warning

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Tell me, for just one hour have I been learning

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I have so much to say but so little time to stay

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With my angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning

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With my angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning