Besedila: Randy Travis. This Is Me. Oscar The Angel.

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Oscar was an angel and he used to walk the streets
Shoutin' out some prophecy to everyone he'd meet
He was a local fixture; like a cop out on a beat
Folks said he'd been shell-shocked long ago
And more than that, no one seemed to know

Oscar was a walker, at least four miles
twice a day
The entire length of main street he'd be
shoutin' all the way
And i had no idea, where he'd heard the
things he'd say
But he was not your normal voice of doom
It was a happy song, sung slightly out of tune

Chorus:

And he'd say, "everyone will die and go to
heaven
and we will all be angels some day
What you are in this world don't count for
nothin'
'Cause we are only children, we're just lost
along the way
But we will all be angels some day"

Well I worked at the Rialto; I sold tickets
at the door
And Oscar he'd come by most ev'ryday 'bout
half past four
And he'd pay to see some movie that he'd seen
ten times before
But mostly we'd just let him in for free
And he'd watch five minutes, then he'd come
and talk to me

Repeat Chorus

Well it's going on ten years now since i left
my home town
And i went home last summer; for a week i
hung around
I looked out for Oscar; he was nowhere to be
found
Someone said they finally had to commit him
And he died, before they had time to forget
him

Now i'm not about to argue, Oscar's train
had jumped the tracks
But i'll bet my last dollar on a plain and
simple fact
Oscar never said a word about me behind my
back
And the way the I was raised to understand
Well, that bone, makes him the better man

Repeat Chorus:

Ya, we will all be angels someday