| Her body lies under ashen skies, |
| She travelled far with no guiding star. |
| Deep down inside, an angel cries. |
| Suffer the children in quiet despair. |
| Love soon come, my only prayer. |
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| Josey Walsh, come back; all is forgiven. |
| Josey Walsh, come back; no kindness forbidden. |
| Heaven has you again. |
| The angels sing away the pain. |
| |
| The sacrament of the heaven sent |
| Did not survive to see 35. |
| Deep down inside, an angel cries. |
| She was once somebody's baby, |
| Someone's baby. |
| |
| Josey Walsh, come back; all is forgiven. |
| Josey Walsh, come back; no kindness forbidden. |
| Heaven has you again. |
| The angels sing away the pain. |
| |
| Josey Walsh, come back; all is forgiven. |
| Josey Walsh, come back; no kindness forbidden. |
| Heaven has you again. |
| The angels sing away the pain. |
| |
| Her body lies under ashen skies, |
| She's travelled far with no guiding star. |
| Deep down inside, an angel cries. |
| Dying so lonely, seem like solitude. |
| |
| Josey Walsh, come back; all is forgiven. |
| Josey Walsh, come back; no kindness forbidden. |
| Heaven has you again. |
| The angels sing away the pain. |
| |
| It only made sense |
| When she was under the influence. |
| She fell into decline |
| To the soundtrack from Patsy Cline, |
| Patsy Cline, oh. |
| |
| Josey Walsh, come back; all is forgiven. |
| Josey Walsh, come back; no kindness forbidden. |
| Heaven has you again. |
| The angels sing away the pain. |
| |
| Josey Walsh, come back; all is forgiven. |
| Josey Walsh, come back; no kindness forbidden. |
| Heaven has you again. |
| The angels sing away the pain. |
