Mrs Adlam's Angels-Ralph McTell

[ti:Mrs Adlam's Angels] [ar:Ralph McTell] [al:Streets Of London - Best Of] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Mrs Adlam's Angels - Ralph McTell [00:08.90]Sundays as a rule [00:10.91] [00:12.22]Us kids went to Sunday School [00:15.59] [00:16.37]And Mrs Adlam said [00:18.68] [00:20.57]Angels stood round our bed [00:23.49] [00:24.33]To keep us safe from dark [00:26.47] [00:27.80]Right through to day begun [00:30.34] [00:31.70]And we used to lie awake [00:34.23] [00:36.48]Just to try to see one [00:39.57] [00:40.33]And though we never saw one anywhere [00:44.46] [00:48.12]We heard them softly singing in the air [00:53.26] [00:56.80]Sundays occasionally we were invited back for tea [01:03.64] [01:04.23]And bread with jam and cream [01:06.98] [01:07.79]Made Sundays seem a dream [01:11.35] [01:12.99]In the dingy mission hall [01:15.36] [01:16.52]Mrs Adlam praying [01:19.22] [01:20.15]And down the street back home [01:22.93] [01:24.65]All our mates were playing [01:27.03] [01:28.15]With Mrs Adlam's angels everywhere [01:32.55] [01:36.22]And we thought we saw a halo in her hair [01:41.43] [01:45.75]Sundays for sure ain't like that anymore [01:51.16] [01:52.79]Its getting hard for me [01:55.34] [01:56.65]To see her face in front of me [01:59.64] [02:00.72]I wonder if her angels have [02:04.80]Their arms around her curled [02:07.30] [02:09.02]Keeping her safe from life [02:11.56] [02:12.61]And guarding her from the world [02:15.59] [02:16.71]On a summer Sunday evening do I dare [02:22.43] [02:25.03]To hear Mrs Adlam's angels in the air