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Words and music by Lindsay Radford.

Lyrics

The citys' sunset ain't like our sunset,
ain't like a world she ever knew.
The train that took her away from our sunset
took our little dream, too.
The citys' all right, if you've got money
but she never had none to save.
She's gonna find out, if you ain't got money,
then, it's cold as a grave.

So, won't you, please, send back my fallen angel,
so that I can love her, too ?
So, won't you, please, send back my fallen angel,
so that I can love her, too ?

The farm is all right, all through the daylight.
There are, always, jobs to do.
There's horses neighin' and foals a-playin'
beneath a sky of azure blue.
The farm is all right, but I cry all night.
I'm thinkin' the whole thing through.
Snakes don't scare me near as much as family,
oh, but I love that woman, true.

So, won't you, please, send back my fallen angel,
so that I can love her, too ?
So, won't you, please, send back my fallen angel,
so that I can love her, too ?

So, won't you, please, send back my fallen angel,
so that I can love her, too ?
So, won't you, please, send back my fallen angel,
so that I can love her, too ?