Seven Spanish Angels
He looked down into
Her
brown Eyes,
And said,
"Say a prayer for
me."
She threw her
Arms around
him,
And whispered,
"God will keep us
free."
They could hear
The Riders
coming,
And he said,
"This is my last
Fight.
If they take me back to
Texas,
They won't take me back
alive."
There were seven Spanish
Angels,
At the Alter of the Sun.
They were praying for the
Lovers,
In the Valley of the Gun.
When the Battle stopped,
And the Smoke cleared.
There was Thunder
From the
Throne.
And seven Spanish Angels,
Took another Angel home.
She reached down
And picked
the Gun up,
That lay smoking in his Hand.
She said,
"Father please
forgive me,
I can't make it without my
Man."
And she knew the Gun was
empty,
And she knew she couldn't
win.
But her final Prayer was
answered,
When the Rifles fired again.
There were seven Spanish
Angels,
At the Alter of the Sun.
They were praying for the
Lovers,
In the Valley of the Gun.
When the Battle stopped,
And the Smoke cleared.
There was Thunder
From the
Throne.
And seven Spanish Angels,
Took another Angel home.
There were seven Spanish
Angels,
At the Alter of the Sun.
They were praying for the
Lovers,
In the Valley of the Gun.
When the Battle stopped,
And the Smoke cleared.
There was Thunder
From the
Throne.
And seven Spanish Angels,
Took another Angel home.
There were seven Spanish
Angels,
At the Alter of the Sun.
They were praying for the
Lovers,
In the Valley of the Gun.
When the Battle stopped,
And the Smoke cleared.
There was Thunder
From the
Throne.
And seven Spanish
Angels,
Took another Angel home.
( Fade )
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