About Rose Merrill

rose merrill is born entertainer, and she loves to take you on a ride with her through her music.  Her voice will wrap around you like a warm blanket, and you won’t want her to go, but you can take her with you through her music.  

Her songs will bounce around in your head like a familiar old friend, and you’ll feel something from the characters in the songs that will make you smile, laugh or cry.  She’s made a life long journey with her music, leaving the farm and family to go to hollywood, and into every nook and cranny, that lead her to where she is today living in carmel valley where the hidden waters flow because that’s where she feels at home.

She loves the energy of the city life, and it’s a great social outlet for her music, however, she is a mountain country girl with grit.  It comes through her lyrics and her performance which will have you on your feet, laughing along with her off the cuff comments in between her songs.  

If you are lucky enough to be able to attend her live performance, hang on to your seat, because she’ll take you on a ride that you will feel deep down inside, with a high vibration that will stay with you long after her set.

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Flying Angel Lyrics

you’re like the rain coming down during a drought

everyone loves to see you

you’ve got a smile, that twinkles in your heart

everyone wants to be with you

my oh my, no one could ever pin you down

flying angel, feet never touch the ground

you’ve got a twang in your voice,

a swag to your stride

you come and you go

leaving a trail behind delights the young and the old

my oh my, no one could ever pin you down

flying angel, feet never touch the ground

she lies down on a bed of purple flowers

she wakes under a golden waterfall

flying angel, feet never touch the ground

you paint a picture, I just gotta have

carve out a heart of stone

with something you found on the back porch

coming through the door

my oh my, no one could ever pin you down

flying angel, feet never touch the ground

she lies down on a bed of purple flowers

she wakes under a golden waterfall

flying angel, feet never touch the ground