(written by Julia Fordham & Larry Klein)
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From the south side of Chicago
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On woodland avenue
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The youngest of eight children
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With a voice that soared and soothed
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Singing at the Lincoln center
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The church a block away
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Like a perfect angel
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As the red sanders band played
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She said baby
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Can we just go some place warm
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And stay there 'til the baby's born
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I'll be your roadside angel
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And walk with you through life
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She was his roadside angel
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He was her guiding light
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They drove south from New York city
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To Gainesville, Florida
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And settled for two summers
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There with Marc and Maya
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He loved her from the moment he saw her
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At the top of the electric theatre stairs
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Wrapped in his loving arms she lay
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Listening to Stevie she flew away
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She flew away
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Roadside Angel
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Julia Fordham |