He looked down
into her brown eyes
And said to say a prayer for me
She threw her arms around him,
whispered, God will keep us free
They could hear the riders coming,
he said, this is my last fight
If they take me back to Texas,
yeah, they won't take me back alive
There were seven Spanish angels
at the altar 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
She reached down and picked a gun up
That lay smokin' 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 altar of the sun
They were praying for the lovers
in the valley of the garden
When the pack was done
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 altar of the sun
They were praying for the lovers
in the valley of the town
When the battle stopped
and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the throng
And seven Spanish angels
took another angel home
Oh, there were seven Spanish angels