He looked down into her brown eyes Said, Say a prayer for me She threw her arms around him Whispered, God will keep us free And 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 And there were seven Spanish Angels At the alter of the Sun They were prayin' for the lovers In the valley of the gun And 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 smokin in his hand 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 And there were seven Spanish Angels At the alter of the Sun They were prayin' for the lovers In the valley of the gun And when the battle stopped And the smoke cleared There was thunder from the throne And seven Spanish angels Took another angel home