Angels Working Overtime by Deana Carter
Key: EE | Capo: 4fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
E5
E5
She was born at a rest stop on the Kansas state line
In the back of a Dodge in the summer time
          A2  
Her mama named her Indiana like their lisence plate
                                                       E5
With the hum of the tires on the interstate, she was cryin'
They left her at a Denny's up in Colorado
In a blanket with her name written on a note
It said forgive us Lord for not taking her
But this child has a better chance of makin' it
    B                   E
In someone else's arms
Chorus
B               C#m7 A9  E        B         C#m7 A9
It's a crazy thing,       fate has perfect wings
E            B          C#m7  F#7
All the way down the line
F#m7                    E5
Angels working overtime
She was raised in a place called Cheyenne Wells
She didn't fit in and everyone could tell
That she didn't belong in some prairie town
When she turned eighteen she bought a ticket out
On a greyhound
They stopped a few miles out of Santa Fe
She got out for a smoke and they drove away
She hitched a ride with a boy right outta school
He said I'm headed out West and she said me too
If that's alright
Chorus
It took a couple hundred miles 'til they fell in love
And forever was the only thing good enough
And in a moment of passion in a motel room
They held on tight and their aim was true
Now they're countin down the days and dreaming all night
In an apartment in LA