LEADFOOT ANGELS WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. in the moonlight, father said, "son, if you go out, leave me your gun." by the moonlight, grandfather said, "boy, leadfoot angels fly without joy." CHORUS: scene of the crime, who cares? it's a desperate climb downstairs. I've seen the homes of the brave. they live in jail or the grave. II. where do the youth gangs go when they're old? when do speeders run out of road? if life stops you, the ending is hard. if you slow down, you skip that part. (repeat chorus) III. I was walking. they were so brisk. swift snowballing of ultimate risk. 'round the corner, red lights flash; blackened mourners, pyres of ash. (repeat chorus) © Copyright 1985 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.