Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house ba!@&(t
After sheâd retired from teaching school
She'd pick my son up in her arms on Sundays

To teach him all about the golden rule
I heard those stories about Selma and Tuskeegee
How she helped Martin fill the jails

All I know is she had the strength of ten grown men
Even though her hands were small and frail


Chorus 1:
She was an everyday angel, the kind without wings
Walking around in this world, just like you and me

Angel, livin' out of love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel



Marilyn was waiting outside my old man's office
Trying to hide the bruises on her face

He said you don't have to get knocked around anymore
You can come and stay at our place
I didn't know until I had kids of my own

But I learned a big lesson that day
What you do means a whole lot more
Than anything you have to say


Chorus 2:
Go be an everyday angel, the kind without wings

Walking around in this world, just like you and me
Angel, livin' out love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel


Dave was gonna meet his wife
In a coffee shop in Brooklyn

When he heard the alarm sing out
9/11,he was running up stairs
That he never got back down, down, d-o-w-n


Chorus 3:
He was an everyday angel, earnin' his wings

Trying to save people who are just like you and me
Angel, living out love, the kind of people we could use a lot more of
Just an everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel, everyday angel