Recorded at The Chithouse. Gulfport MS.
Produced by Jay Patricks and Bucky Cole.

Lyrics

I've sat up high on top of the world
Where I planned to make a stay
But the devil shook the mountain
and a landslide swept me away
Then my angel flew down
Pulled me to safer ground
And I live to die another day

I fell down to the bottom of
The pits of darkness and dismay
I was running wild with the reaper
Trying hard to get away
Then my angel flew down
Ran him outta town
And I live to die another day
Die, Die, Die another day
Solo

I sailed across the ocean blue
Right into a tidal wave
My ship was going down
I was bound to meet a cold and watery grave
But my angel flew down
Wouldn't let me drown
And I live to die another day
Then my angel flew down would not let me drown
And I live to die another day
Die, Die Die another day