Back-Door Angels

) In and out of the front door, ran twelve back-door angels. Their hair was a golden-brown --- they didn't see me wink my eye. ) `Tis said they put we men to sleep with just a whisper, And touch the heads of dying dogs --- and make them linger. ) They carry their candles high --- and they light the dark hours. And sweep all the country clean with pressed and scented wild-flowers. Solo (I haven't tried too hard here): |: :| ) They grow all their roses red, and paint our skies blue --- drop one penny in every second bowl --- make half the beggars lose, ) why do the faithful have such a will to believe in something? And call it the name they choose, having chosen nothing. Solo : |: :| (Something like this for "Think I'll sit down...") -0-------0----------------0--------0-2 0 -1--2-0- -0-------0----------------0--------0-3 1 -0--3-0- -0-------0----------------0--------0-2 0 -0--2-0- -X-------X----------------X--------X-0 2 -2--0-2- -2-slide-7----------------9--------7- 3 -2----2- -0-------0----------------0--------0-- - -0----0- Think I'll sit down and invent some fool --- some Grand Court Jester. And next time the die is cast, he'll throw a six or two. In and out of the back-door, ran one front-door angel, Her hair was a golden-brown --- she smiled and I think she winked her eye.