B She loved him like he w C#m as the last man on earth E
Gave him ev F# erything she ever B had
B He'd break her spirit down t D#m hen come a-loving up on her E
Give a l F# ittle Take it B back
B She'd tell him about her dreams h C#m e'd just shoot them down E
Lord, he l F# oved to make her B cry
B You're crazy for believing Y C#m ou'll ever leave the ground E
Said only a F# ngels know how to B fly.
CHROUS:
G#m And with a broken wing s F# he still sings
E She keeps an eye on the s B ky
B With a broken wing C#m she carries her dreams E
Man, you F# ought to see her B fly
B Sunday morning s C#m he didn't go to church E
He wonders F# why she didn't l B eave
B He went up to the bedroom fo C#m und a note by the window E
with the cur F# tains blowing in the b B reeze.
go to chorus
Martina McBride
