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OT2003-3012-008 -- If I Had the Wings of an Angel



For seven long years I've been in prison
At seven long years more I've to stay
For knocking a man down in an alley
And taking his gold watch away

    Sat there alone, sitting in my cell all alone all alone
    Thinking of the days that gone by me
    And the memories of days I long to roam

If I had the wings of an eagel
Out from this prison I would fly
I would fly to the arms of my true love
And there I would lay me down and die

    Sat there alone, sitting in my cell all alone all alone
    Thinking of the days that gone by me
    And the memories of days I long to roam

I have a father and a mother
I wonder if they ever think of me
I have a sister and a brother
Who lives in a cabin by the sea

    Sat there alone, sitting in my cell all alone all alone
    Thinking of the days that gone by me
    And the memories of days I long to roam
    
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Dublin Core

Title

OT2003-3012-008 -- If I Had the Wings of an Angel

Alternative Title

New Prisoner's Song

Description

Song excerpted from audio recording OT2003-3012, part of VFC2003-0007 Margaret MacArthur Collection.

Creator

Source

Margaret MacArthur Collection -- VFC2003-0007. Vermont Folklife Center Archive, Vermont Folklife Center, Middlebury, Vermont, United States of America.

Date Created

1964-07-15

Language

en

Identifier

VFC2003-0007 OT2003-3012-008

Rights Holder

Vermont Folklife Center

Song Item Type Metadata

Local Title

If I Had the Wings of an Angel

Transcription

For seven long years I've been in prison
At seven long years more I've to stay
For knocking a man down in an alley
And taking his gold watch away

    Sat there alone, sitting in my cell all alone all alone
    Thinking of the days that gone by me
    And the memories of days I long to roam

If I had the wings of an eagel
Out from this prison I would fly
I would fly to the arms of my true love
And there I would lay me down and die

    Sat there alone, sitting in my cell all alone all alone
    Thinking of the days that gone by me
    And the memories of days I long to roam

I have a father and a mother
I wonder if they ever think of me
I have a sister and a brother
Who lives in a cabin by the sea

    Sat there alone, sitting in my cell all alone all alone
    Thinking of the days that gone by me
    And the memories of days I long to roam
    
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Duration

2:00

Citation

Atwood, Fred, “OT2003-3012-008 -- If I Had the Wings of an Angel,” Vermont Folklife Center Digital Collections, accessed September 30, 2014, http://www.vermontfolklifecenter.org/digital-archive/collections/items/show/1127.