| He looked down into her blue eyes, and said
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| «Say a prayer for me». |
| She
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| Threw her arms around him, whispered
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| «God will keep us free»
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| They could hear the riders comin', He said
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| «This is my last fight If they
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| Take me back to Texas
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| They won’t take me back a-live
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| There were seven Spanish angels
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| At the altar of the sun
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| They were prayin' for the lovers
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| In the valley of the gun
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| When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
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| There was thunder from the throne
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| And seven spanish angels, took another
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| Angel home
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| She reached down and picked the gun up That lay smokin in his hand
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| 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
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| And she knew she couldn’t win
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| But her final prayer was answered
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| When the rifles fired again
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| There were seven Spanish angels
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| At the altar of the sun
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| They were prayin' 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
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| Angel home
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| There were seven Spanish angels
|
| At the altar of the sun
|
| They were prayin' for the lovers
|
| In the valley of the gun
|
| When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
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| There was thunder from the throne
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| And seven spanish angels, took another
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| Angel home |