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
And seven Spanish angels
took another angel home
He looked down into my brown eyes
and said, say a prayer for me
I threw my arms around him,
whispered, God will keep us free
We could see the riders coming,
he said, this is my last fight
If they take me back to Texas,
they won't take me back alive
She reached down
and picked the gun up
that lay smoking in my hand
She said, Father, please forgive me,
I can't make it without my man
And she knew the gun was empty
when she aimed at one of them
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 gun
When the battle stopped
and the smoke cleared,
there was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish angels
had brought the lovers home
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,
there was thunder from the throne
And seven Spanish angels
took another angel home