We Can't All Be Angels By David Lee Murphy rmofle at satx.rr.com G Late nights and smokey ole pool rooms Cadd9 Bars closin' down at three G
I'm right here in the middle of it all D With the bad company G B7 Well maybe you don't understand it C Oh and we might never agree D But I'm past the point of making excuses D That's what I am and I guess the truth is Chorus: G C F C We can't all be angels Naw naw naw Em C D I can't say that I claim to be much of a Saint after all G C F C We can't all be angels Naw naw naw Em C But I can tell you it ain't so bad D G Once you've learned how to fall Flyin' down these ole backroads Is when I feel at my best When I've twisted all the rules that'll bend And broken all the rest Now I'll never try to change you Oh and I'd never do you no wrong There's alot to be said for good clean livin' And if I have to sneak through the back door to heaven Chorus Solo D There's alot to be said for good clean livin' D And if I have to sneak through the back door to heaven Chorus