Mark Gibson - Three Angels lyrics

Three angels set the table for me, tonight They know my face, they set a place, it's for me, tonight I can't disappoint 'em, guess I'll join 'em They've been waiting on me forever And I've been down on Earth and in this town And I swear there's got to be something better New suit, and a new tie A real nice service for me when I die New suit, new cufflinks and a new tie A real nice service for me when I die Well that's the thing about leaving You get there, you're seldom forgiven And all your best friends are people that you've just met You can take 'em or leave 'em They're sitting in this barroom And I guess it beats the hell out of loneliness Sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness I heard you say you gave it, gave it all away You got nothing left to trade We're the type, we live and learn Scatter my ashes then you smash the urn Into a room with 25 doors that you can't open And each time you open one The other 24 they're exploding, exploding That's the thing about leaving You get there, you take what you're given And all your best friends are people that you've just met You can take 'em or leave 'em They're sitting in this barroom And I guess it beats the hell out of loneliness Sweet loneliness, sweet loneliness, sweet All right