Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house basement
After sheГўd retired from teaching school
She`d pick my son up in her arms on Sundays
To teach him all about the golden rule
I heard those stories about Selma and Tuskeegee
How she helped Martin fill the jails
All I know is she had the strength of ten grown men
Even though her hands were small and frail
Chorus 1:
She was an everyday angel, the kind without wings
Walking around in this world, just like you and me
Angel, livin` out of love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel
Marilyn was waiting outside my old man`s office
Trying to hide the bruises on her face
He said you don`t have to get knocked around anymore
You can come and stay at our place
I didn`t know until I had kids of my own
But I learned a big lesson that day
What you do means a whole lot more
Than anything you have to say
Chorus 2:
Go be an everyday angel, the kind without wings
Walking around in this world, just like you and me
Angel, livin` out love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel
Dave was gonna meet his wife
In a coffee shop in Brooklyn
When he heard the alarm sing out
9/11,he was running up stairs
That he never got back down, down, d-o-w-n
Chorus 3:
He was an everyday angel, earnin` his wings
Trying to save people who are just like you and me
Angel, living out love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel