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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
the riders comin'
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
the riders comin'
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
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,
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 altar
Intro by Beenie Man: 
It's a dancehall thing 

Chorus by Chevelle Franklin: 
She's a dancehall queen for life 
Gonna explode like dynamite
When the two sevens clash (it dread)
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How
When the two sevens clash (it dread)
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How
When the two sevens clash (it dread)
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How
the riders comin'
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 alter
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How beautiful it used to be
us if they could

Aurea & Women
Angel of Mercy, people are suffering
All over the world
Spanish children are taught on their knees to believe
fires
Seven your desires

I am he the born-less one
The fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore
I'll infiltrate your gratitude
Don't you dare
burning fires
Seven your desires

I am he the born-less one
The fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore
I'll infiltrate your gratitude
burning fires
Seven your desires

I am he the born-less one
The fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore
I'll infiltrate your gratitude
burning fires
Seven your desires

I am he the born-less one
The fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore
I'll infiltrate your gratitude
shit, get gats, for every man, here go a gram
Meet me by my drop head and drop your lip back
Forty-seven quick claps, spray off on something

Money,
angel baby
My girl, not a minute goes by when she ain't looking pretty
My girl, a twenty four-seven piece of heaven
God never made another in this
Or where somebody like me's gonna wind up going
All I know is that I have already been
Parked in a Chevy by the deep river rolling
And that summer night,
me home tonight?

When I meet each man I know
I look him deeply in the eye
Will it be a sweet old friend
Or a pretty little stranger passin' by
Stakes unscarred by limitation
'Tween a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
'Til his long, green eyes did glow
Mud was
If I could write a letter to me
And send it back in time to myself at seventeen
First I'd prove it's me by saying
Look under your bed, there's
gunnin' down my
Brother
And leavin' him like a dog beneath a car without his knife

And Romeo says hey man gimme a cigarette
And they all reach for
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud

Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
If I could write a letter to me
And send it back in time to myself at 17
First I'd prove it's me by saying look under your bed
There's a Skoal can