Funk Angel - Brinsley Schwarz

Well the sun shone down so hard

It set our backs and hearts on fire

And it grew so hot and dry

All we could do was watch the grass turn brown

And pray for rain

Oh

I looked back down the hill at my friends with the light in their hair:

They were runnin'

I heard them comin'

From a mile away

When I met you off the sea-train

You flew back west 'cos you thought it best to go

Oh, and when I kissed you

I knew you was a soul-sister trying to find a way back home

Oh

She said there ain’t no one can do the things I can

In the back of a grey van

Darlin' here I am

Waitin' for your telegram

Well the sun went down, the moon came up

And she screamed so loud it almost blew my mind

So I cruised on down the mainline

And I watched it all go

Just like yesterday

Oh

We decided Billy, Bob and me

To go for a country maid

Oh but the Angel stayed

For three more days

Gettin' in my way