(Dolly Parton)
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Pretty as an angel from the day that she was born
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Skin as fair as Lily's hair, as golden as the corn
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They knew that she was special from the moment she first cried
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She was a mountain angel certified
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She was her momma's baby, she was her daddy's pride
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Good at home, at church and school, at everything she tried
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Everybody's darlin' led a charmed and peaceful life
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The perfect mountain angel 'til he arrived
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And ohh, she fell so deeply
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Ooh, she couldn't stop
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She gave herself to him, milled it completely
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He lifted her so high he let her drop
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She gave up everything for him that mattered in her life
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All the others that had loved her and she vowed to be his wife
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She dreamed of bearing children in an ivy-covered house
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The mountain angel's sunshine turned to clouds
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The wicked handsome stranger left the way he came
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Broke her heart and broke her mind
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She never was the same
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They say he was the devil
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That had come to steal her soul
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She never loved another it was told
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They say she had a baby
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Some say that it had died
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They it's just as well
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As it had been the devil's child
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They say good conquers evil
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But here, evil won the prize
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So the mountain angel took to the wild
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And ooh, she couldn't take it
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Years passed and she had long since lost her mind
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She waited for him as her beauty faded
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Her parents died from grief before their time
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She tried to gather pieces of her life, they wouldn't fit
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Beside the tiny grave deep in the woods is where she'd sit
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Talking to the child, herself, to him, who knew for sure
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Possessed they say by satan's insane lure
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High a'top the mountain, for years they say she's seen
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Looking down upon the town where she had once been queen
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She'd sneak around the playground, watch the little children play
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They'd see the crazy lady then run away
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They say she roamed these hills for years, wearing not a stitch
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The lovely mountain angel now thought to be a witch
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She made those wailing mournful sounds
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That you could hear for miles
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Long after she laid down upon her baby's grave and died
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And ooh, her ghost is callin'
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She's waiting for the ones that she adored
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Through spring and summer, fall when snow is fallin'
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Her spirit roams these hills forever more
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The mountain angel's voices ever more
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Oohh, oooo
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Oohh, oooo
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Oohh, oooo
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Mountain Angel
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| Dolly Parton |
