Angel Lust Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

AmLike a Mississippi Windchime Ein the breeze

 Danglin’ down from the sycamore tAmree.

 Like a vessel of wrath shattered on the gEround,

 Old Judge Lynch dropped the hammer Amdown.

 It’s dust to dEust, to Angel LAmust,

 For St. AngelEine. And you’re mAmine.

 Two Easters left in my Christmas Eplow.

 I wouldn’t take a dollar for my journey Amnow.

 They put the “laughter” in slaughter, the “lie” in bEelieve

 ‘Cause my carbon footprint sinks six feet Amdeep.

 It’s dust to dEust, to Angel LAmust,

 For St. AngelEine. And you’re mAmine.

Piano solo

"no help here yet"

 The LORD may condemn me but my baby forgEives.

 She’ll meet me inside the final tent I piAmtch.

 White water lillies in my funeral spEray,

 Showered on my baby like a fine bouAmquet.

 It’s dust to dEust, to Angel LuAmst,

 For St. AngelEine. And you’re mAmine.

 So cast your useless sabres asEide.

 Make the Devil eat his hat and set your head on fAmire.

 It all shakes out the same way in the Eend.

 The meat slides out in the shape of the Amcan.

 It’s dust to dEust, to Angel LAmust,

 For St. AngeEline. And you’re mAmine.