Compositor: Abby Johnson
She stays sweet down to the core
She stays good when the devils at her door
He’ll stay knocking all night long
But he’ll only pass her by, you can’t make this angel cry
Steps out on the checkered floor and spins herself around
Every dance hall is her holy ground
She’s always gonna be her own lead
You might get to dip her low, but you’ll still watch the angel go
You can ask, but she ain’t gotta tell
What she knows about heaven, if she’s been to hell
She stands in front of a heavenly host
Stronger than the you’ll ever see
The angel who came down to me