Sand Covered Angels Lyrics by Conway Twitty
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(Sammi Smith)

Three sunburned noses,
The color of roses,
Bobby's got a frog in his pocket
Where is your sister
For an hour I've missed her
She's trying to find her gold locket.

And your tow-headed brother
Has startled his mother
Trying to swallow his dime.
Do you really think
The fish liked that ink
Sand covered angels of mine.

There's crayons and mittens
And a box full of kittens
Though we always called that cat Tommy
Torn shirts and dresses
And rooms that are messes
And that's a bit hard on your mommy.

Bruises amd splinters
And colds in the winter
Making up stories that rhyme
Noses need blowing
Clothes you're out growing
Sand covered angels of mine.

Fingerprints on the wall
Of the bathroom and hall
Mending your toys takes my time
But the joy I would miss
If I couldn't kiss
Sand covered angels of mine...
(Sammi Smith)      Three sunburned noses,   The color of roses,   Bobby's got a frog in his pocket   Where is your sister   For an hour I've missed her   She's trying to find her gold locket.      And your tow-headed brother   Has startled his mother   Trying to swallow his dime.   Do you really think   The fish liked that ink   Sand covered angels of mine.      There's crayons and mittens   And a box full of kittens   Though we always called that cat Tommy   Torn shirts and dresses   And rooms that are messes   And that's a bit hard on your mommy.      Bruises amd splinters   And colds in the winter   Making up stories that rhyme   Noses need blowing   Clothes you're out growing   Sand covered angels of mine.      Fingerprints on the wall   Of the bathroom and hall   Mending your toys takes my time   But the joy I would miss   If I couldn't kiss   Sand covered angels of mine...