Lyrics

Angel In Woodstock
Words & music by Blake Christiana

Capo 2nd Fret (key of D)

Verse 1
C
I?m going up to Woodstock
G
Gonna find out what?s in store
F C
Gonna leave New York City
G
For maybe a year or more

I?ll walk down on Main Street
In this little foreign town
Where nobody knows me now

Verse 2

I?m going down to the liquor store
$10 in hand
Gotta buy some whiskey
For me and my new friend

We?ll drink right from the bottle
Singing songs and picking strings
And see what the morning brings

Chorus
F
The angel flies
C
Through my window each night
G G7
And the songs that she sings
C C7
Bringing tears to my eyes

F
Sit upon my windowsill
C
And make me cry again
G G7
Oh angel, oh angel
C
Oh my best friend

Verse 3

Well the drink got us drunk
And the songs made us sad
But these angel nights
Best damn times I?ve ever had

God bless you sweet lady
God bless us both
I?ll keep pouring that whiskey
If you keep singing those holy notes

Chorus

The angel flies
Through my window each night
And the songs that she sings
Bringing tears to my eyes

Sit upon my windowsill
And make me cry again
Oh angel, oh angel
Oh my best friend