Angie

Angie, your song's been sung before That's alright, it won't hurt to have one more I know you hate to have your name in a song Well that's okay, this won't take too long At the bottom of the eighth when they played sweet Caroline Everybody sang along with a voice you could never find Lucy treasured all her diamonds in the sky My Angie, at least you tried But we held on, like The Rolling Stones But I, I guess they wrote that song A long time ago I guess it's time to let you go When I met you girl, my whole world just stood still But you were on the run, tryna find some way to feel Forever Young was playing on my radio So I couldn't hear you when you said "I got to go" Even Mary had the wind cryin' her name Where she comes from, where she goes are all the same And why is Georgia, Georgia on everyone's mind Angie, you're on mine But we held on, like The Rolling Stones But I, I guess they wrote that song A long time ago I guess it's time to let you go Why'd you have to let me go