Verse 1
He looked down into her brown eyes
And said, “Say a prayer for me”
She threw her arms around him
Whispered, “God will keep us free”
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They could hear the riders comin’
He said, “This is my last fight
If they take me back to Texas
They won’t take me back alive”
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Choruus
There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the sun
They were prayin’ for the lovers
In the valley of the gun
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When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish Angels
Took another angel home
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Verse
She reached down and picked the gun up
That lay smokin’ in his hand
She said, “Father, please forgive me
I can’t make it without my man”
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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
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Chorus