Spider web hangin in the arms of my chair Dust on the counter top Get me away from here Someday I'm gonna get myself fixed up Take you on a trip down to Shellman Bluff Oh baby, you're my angel child It's so quiet I hear my 'frigerator running I don't know which way my next breath's coming Can't let you see me when I look like this Come back tomorrow night and give us a kiss Oh baby, you're my angel child Baby, when the wind is howling And the dogs are growlin at my door I don't pay them any mind Even when the sun's not shining You know you are my silver lining Crank up your motor, let the tailpipe drag Standin on the porch with your clothes in a grocery bag Who am I to tell you that you can't find love Lookin so pretty with your mind made up Oh baby, you're my angel child