Mrs Adlam's Angels-Ralph McTell

[ti:Mrs Adlam's Angels] [ar:Ralph McTell] [al:Spiral Staircase] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Mrs Adlam's Angels - Ralph McTell [00:08.41]Sundays as a rule us kids went to Sunday School [00:15.71]And Mrs Adlam said angels stood round our bed [00:23.36] [00:23.94]To keep us safe from dark right through to day begun [00:30.55] [00:31.33]And we used to lie awake just to try to see one [00:39.24] [00:39.89]And though we never saw one anywhere [00:46.71] [00:47.74]We heard them softly singing in the air [00:52.86] [00:56.23]Sundays occasionally we were invited back for tea [01:03.17]And bread with jam and cream made Sundays seem a dream [01:11.16] [01:12.64]In the dingy mission hall Mrs Adlam praying [01:18.78] [01:19.98]And down the street back home all our mates were playing [01:26.89] [01:28.02]With Mrs Adlam's angels everywhere [01:35.15] [01:35.70]And we thought we saw a halo in her hair [01:41.33] [01:44.92]Sundays for sure ain't like that anymore [01:51.33] [01:52.25]It's getting hard for me to see her face in front of me [01:59.44] [02:00.34]I wonder if her angels have their arms around her curled [02:07.04] [02:08.50]Keeping her safe from life and guarding her from the world [02:15.19] [02:16.14]On a summer Sunday evening do I dare [02:22.29] [02:24.31]To hear Mrs Adlam's angels in the air