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..
April 21, 2017, 09:11 AM
YellowJacket
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 could not win But her final prayer was answered when the rifles fired again
I'm gonna vote for the funniest frog with the loudest croak on the highest log.