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(written by jim beauhall and s. johns)
Miss june’s old gray two-story
Stands at the edge of town
Its weathered boards could use a coat of paint
The shudders need a lettin’ down
It was a famous boarding house
Back in my daddy’s day
That’s been more than twenty years ago
Now it’s a home for runaways
At the house of fallen angels
You’ll find someone to ease your weary mind
There’ll be a meal and a bed where you can lay your head
She never turns away a stranger
From the house of fallen angels
Miss june still wears the wedding ring
Of the man who broke her heart
She closed the house the day he left
And tore her world apart
Broken lives found a commond bond
When she took a young girl in
Now she’s using lessons life has taught
Helpin’ kids to start again
At the house of fallen angels
You’ll find someone to ease your weary mind
There’ll be a meal and a bed where you can lay your head
She never turns away a stranger
From the house of fallen angels
Wounded hearts on broken wings
No longer frightened and alone
In her past, she turned young girls out
Now she’s there to guide them home
At the house of fallen angels
You’ll find someone to ease your weary mind
There’ll be a meal and a bed where you can lay your head
She never turns away a stranger
From the house of fallen angels
From the house of fallen angels
The house of fallen angels
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