I've been had, and I've been held with the ghosts at bay.
And I've been noped, and I've been doped and carried away.
I've been chared, and I've been scared on my own face,
But I never thought I'd see you as I did today.

Til the angels hung around
Til the angels hung around
Til the angels hung around
As they carried me away

I've been clubbed, and I've been snubbed by the dogs of L.A.
And I've been burned, and I've been learned in the same city.
I've been whored and I've been gored; I've been less and I've been more,
But I never thought I'd see you as I did today.

Til the angels hung around
Til the angels hung around
Til the angels hung around
As they carried me away

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

You were stuck in the bad lands, acting like a bad, bad man.
I've been photographed and painted up, and I've been in love only once.
And I've feared the best and loved the worst, and insisted that I go first,
And watched your eyes as they poured, and I never really loved you more,
But I never thought I'd see you as I did today.

Til the angels hung around
Til the angels hung around
Til the angels hung around
As they carried you away

And they put you in the ground
And the angels hung around
And the angels hung around
As they carried me away

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Writer(s): Blake Sennett, Jenny Diane Lewis