He looked down into her blue eyes and said; "Say a prayer for me." She threw her arms around him and said; "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 Son. 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......
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.
~~~~~~~~~~~Seven Spanish Angels~~~~~~~~~~Willie Nelson
| A Poem From My Son Roses are red Violets are blue And most of all, I love you! .......Hey, he's only 5!!! |  |
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