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Pretty as an angel from the day that she was born
Skin as fair as Lily's hair as golden as the corn
They knew that she was special from the moment she first cried
She was a mountain angel certified
She was her momma's baby she was her daddy's pride
Good at home at church and school at everything she tried
Everybody's darlin' led a charmed and peaceful life
The perfect mountain angel 'til he arrived
And ohh she fell so deeply
Ooooh she couldn't stop
She gave herself to him milled it completely
He lifted her so high he let her drop
She gave up everything for him that mattered in her life
All the others that had loved her and she vowed to be his wife
She dreamed of bearing children in an ivy-covered house
The mountain angel's sunshine turned to clouds
The wicked handsome stranger left the way he came
Broke her heart and broke her mind
She never was the same
They say he was the devil
That had come to steal her soul
She never loved another it was told
They say she had a baby
Some say that it had died
They it's just as well
As it had been the devil's child
They say good conquers evil
But here evil won the prize
So the mountain angel took to the wild
And ooh she couldn't take it
Years passed and she had long since lost her mind
She waited for him as her beauty faded
Her parents died from grief before their time
She tried to gather pieces of her life they wouldn't fit
Beside the tiny grave deep in the woods is where she'd sit
Talking to the child herself to him who knew for sure
Possessed they say by satan's insane lure
High a'top the mountain for years they say she's seen
Looking down upon the town where she had once been queen
She'd sneak around the playground watch the little children play
They'd see the crazy lady then run away
They say she roamed these hills for years wearing not a stitch
The lovely mountain angel now thought to be a witch
She made those wailing mournful sounds
That you could hear for miles
Long after she laid down upon her baby's grave and died
And ooh her ghost is callin'
She's waiting for the ones that she adored
Through spring and summer fall when snow is fallin'
Her spirit roams these hills forever more
The mountain angel's voices ever more
