Lyrics Angel (Live at Barnfire Studios, Bopflix Sessions) - Adrea Castiano

Angel, my hero
That sweet talkin' man was shot down
They told me his body was found
Spread like a dove on the ground

Those who had loved him
And those who could not still agreed
That Angel was something to see
His memory is safer with me

Heaven might not take him
But I know he wouldn't care
He's probably dancing with the Devil
Wearing flowers in his hair

And I know I shouldn't hate them
But oh, it isn't fair
They should be the ones
With their ashes in the air
Yeah, they should be the ones
With their ashes in the air

Fearless, foul-mouthed
Some of us just don't care if we belong
He'll never play it, but I gave him this song
Cowboys don't stay anywhere too long

Heaven might not take him
But I know he wouldn't care
He's probably dancing with the Devil
Wearing flowers in his hair

And I know I shouldn't hate them
But oh, it isn't fair
They should be the ones
With their ashes in the air
Yeah, they should be the ones
With their ashes in the air

I could ask the heavens
Why good people die
People who are kinder
And worthier than I
But I wouldn't get an answer
Just be left to cry
Singing they should be the ones
With their ashes in the sky
Yeah, they should be the ones
With their ashes in the sky