Angels In The Outfield Lyrics – Jason Laird Wise

There′s angels in the outfield
Tillers of the field
Angels in the outfield
Picking red and brown potato peels

At a country western bar
At the grocery store
A band started playing
And I don’t know what for

A fake, fake family
Off on holiday
Off on Billie Holiday
Off on Cab Calloway

Off on Michael Halliday
Lost in Holloway
Off off broadway
And I don′t know what for

The moral of this story is
I don’t know what for
When a band comes a’knockin′
You better greet them at the door
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Jason Laird Wise Lyrics – Angels In The Outfield

Jason Laird Wise

Angels In The Outfield