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 They could hear the riders coming he said, "This is my last fight If they take me back to Texas 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 guns 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 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 guns When the battle stopped 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 guns When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared There was thunder from the throne And seven Spanish angels took another angel home Alright John help me now
There were seven Spanish angels at the altar of the sun They were praying for the lovers in the valley of the guns When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared There was thunder from the throne And seven Spanish angels took another angel home
الرسائل والمقالات و الآراء المنشورة في المنتدى بأسماء أصحابها أو بأسماء مستعارة لا تمثل بالضرورة الرأي الرسمي لصاحب الموقع أو سودانيز اون لاين بل تمثل وجهة نظر كاتبها
لا يمكنك نقل أو اقتباس اى مواد أعلامية من هذا الموقع الا بعد الحصول على اذن من الادارة
الأمين عبد الرحمن عيسى
فيس بوك
تويتر
انستقرام
يوتيوب
بنتيريست