| Song | Mary the Angel |
| Artist | Beth Hirsch |
| Album | Early Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| On tuesdays mornings you'd wake her up | |
| Take the firty clothes | |
| And be on your way | |
| In the afternoons | |
| When she got home | |
| You'd share a snack | |
| And talk about the day | |
| You'd fry chicken | |
| At her birthday party | |
| For that alone | |
| They would've stayed | |
| To the little girl | |
| You were her greatest present | |
| To other kids you were just | |
| The maid | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you'd... | |
| Go with her to your neighborhood | |
| To play with children door to door | |
| Unaware of heat between your colors | |
| Eternal war of man rich and poor | |
| And home there was no home | |
| With you she&d run away | |
| You said your mum and dad | |
| They love you so※ | |
| And gentle strength convinced the girl | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you'd... | |
| When you had a stroke on | |
| That summer's night | |
| The teenage girl nearly | |
| Thought you died | |
| She wanted bad to wake you up.... | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you can... |
| On tuesdays mornings you' d wake her up | |
| Take the firty clothes | |
| And be on your way | |
| In the afternoons | |
| When she got home | |
| You' d share a snack | |
| And talk about the day | |
| You' d fry chicken | |
| At her birthday party | |
| For that alone | |
| They would' ve stayed | |
| To the little girl | |
| You were her greatest present | |
| To other kids you were just | |
| The maid | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you' d... | |
| Go with her to your neighborhood | |
| To play with children door to door | |
| Unaware of heat between your colors | |
| Eternal war of man rich and poor | |
| And home there was no home | |
| With you she d run away | |
| You said your mum and dad | |
| They love you so | |
| And gentle strength convinced the girl | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you' d... | |
| When you had a stroke on | |
| That summer' s night | |
| The teenage girl nearly | |
| Thought you died | |
| She wanted bad to wake you up.... | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you can... |
| On tuesdays mornings you' d wake her up | |
| Take the firty clothes | |
| And be on your way | |
| In the afternoons | |
| When she got home | |
| You' d share a snack | |
| And talk about the day | |
| You' d fry chicken | |
| At her birthday party | |
| For that alone | |
| They would' ve stayed | |
| To the little girl | |
| You were her greatest present | |
| To other kids you were just | |
| The maid | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you' d... | |
| Go with her to your neighborhood | |
| To play with children door to door | |
| Unaware of heat between your colors | |
| Eternal war of man rich and poor | |
| And home there was no home | |
| With you she d run away | |
| You said your mum and dad | |
| They love you so | |
| And gentle strength convinced the girl | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you' d... | |
| When you had a stroke on | |
| That summer' s night | |
| The teenage girl nearly | |
| Thought you died | |
| She wanted bad to wake you up.... | |
| Then you can fly | |
| If angels can fly | |
| Then you can... |