[ti:Angeline] [ar:Joan Baez] [al:Blessed Are...] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.94]Yesterday's newspapers forecast no rain for today [00:12.20]But yesterday's news is old news [00:16.57]The skies are all gray [00:21.75] [00:23.57]Winter's in labor [00:26.45]Soon to give birth to the spring [00:34.43]That will sprinkle the meadow with flowers for my Angeline [00:46.11]Heartache and sorrow [00:48.48]And sadness unendingly find [00:57.60]Wings on a memory [01:00.04]And with them she flies to my mind [01:07.77] [01:08.89]She stretched her arms for a moment [01:12.76]Then went back to sleep [01:19.88]While the morning stood watching me ever so silently weep [01:30.24] [01:31.42]She opened her eyes Lord [01:34.73]The minute my feet touched the floor [01:43.03]The cold hard wood creaked [01:45.65]With each step that I made to the door [01:52.05] [01:54.11]There I turned to her gently [01:57.23]And said to her"Look hon it's spring" [02:04.90] [02:05.59]Knowing outside the window [02:08.58]The winter looked for Angeline [02:17.70]Yesterday's newspapers forecast no rain for today [02:28.87]But yesterday's news is old news the skies are all gray