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

                                             

She reached down and picked the gun up
That lay smoking 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 Gun
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)
At the altar of the Sun (oh I believe)
They were praying for the lovers
(yeah they was)
In the Valley of the Gun
(well, well, well)

                                             

When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
(there was thunder)
There was thunder from the throne
(oh yeah)
And seven Spanish angels
Took another angel home