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She stepped out of the back door
In her old brown travelling shoes
She had a dream last night
And it's left her so confused
She woke up with an angel
Sitting on her front porch swing
Said theangel to Mary
Are you ready to go travelling
Said Mary to the angel
Just tell me whence you come
Tell me what is your purpose
And how do you know my name.
She said I'm a desperation angel
Although some might say heaven sent
I've got some money in my pocket
And a letter from your president
We've got to roll away the stone
Roll away the stone
Forgive them for they know not what they do
She sat down on the front porch
She was puzzled to a fine degree
She said I know he's in trouble
But what can he need of me
Said the angel to Mary
He calls you his Tennessee belle
He says they know all abou tyou
And that night in that Memphis hotel
And there are those among us
Who are evil to the bone
He's no angel, Mary
And Ive got to carry you home
We've got to roll away the stone
Roll away the stone
Forgive them for they know not what they do
So throw your coat on Mary
We've got to leave while it's dark outside
You don't need no protection
Cause I'm gonna be your guide
So she stepped out of the back door
In her old brown walking shoes
She had a dream last night
And it's left her so confused
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