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Granite Angels

04:20
Matt Cox
2018
Matt Cox

Lyrics

GRANITE ANGELS

I’ve got this old Marine Band harmonica

It’s still got Grandpa’s sweet pipe tobacco smell

And it’s getting a little rough around the edges

But, it still plays pretty well

We’re going out where cool waters

Don’t taste like mercury and lead

I’m tired of this old dirty river

and this old rock bed

I count my lucky stars 

Every night and day

For the rarest birds

They always seem to fly away

And it makes my blood run as cold

As granite angels

I used to go to church on Sundays

But, now they all just hurt like Hell

I don’t think I’d ever make it up in Heaven

Maybe time will tell

I used to think that the longer the life

It was only the slower the death

Now, I wish there was some place in the middle

Where we could keep on dreaming

(chorus)

 

(c)2018

Matt Cox/ASCAP

Matt Cox

Since 2003, singer/songwriter Matt Cox (Omaha, NE) has been recording and performing across the United States both as a solo artist, and with an ever-changing lineup of the area’s top talent. The Shenandoah, IA, native (childhood home of the Everly Brothers) blends traditions of country, rock, folk, blues, Tex-Mex, gospel and soul, with his signature road-worn vocals, guitar & harmonica. A seven-time Omaha Entertainment and Arts Award winner (Best Blues 2008, Best Country/Americana 2009-2014, and Album Of The Year 2018, High Places).

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