Elvis Costello - (the angels wanna wear my) Red Shoes Oh I used to be disgusted and now I try to be amused. But since their wings have got rusted, you know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes. But when they told me 'bout their side of the bar
John Prine - 'Til a Tear Becomes a Rose Darling, I can see the clouds around you And in your heart I know a sorrow grows But if you weep I'll be right here to hold you 'Til each tear you cry becomes a rose