Seven Spanish Angels chords

by Ray Charles ft. Willie Nelson

Seven Spanish Angels was written by Eddie Setser & Troy Seals in 1983.
The song was recorded by Ray Charles as a duet with Willie Nelson
Ray Charles: Released as a single - Nov 1984 from the album Friendship
Willie Nelson: Included in his 1985 compilation album Half Nelson
Music: Key of F Major in 4/4 time at ~ 66 bpm (♩)
Chords: F, F7, Bb, C7, Dm, F#, F#7, B, C#7

Chart Legend

Numbered Circles: Fingers used to play chords O: Optional Note
Barre Line: One finger holds down multiple strings R: Root Note
Unmarked strings: Play open X: Don't play string B: Bass Note

Seven Spanish Angels

Song Key is highlighted - Transpose to any other key

                       F        F     Dm    Bb      C7      F
Intro: 4/4 | 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & |     |      | 1& 2& 3 & 4& |     |
                                                            (He looked)
             F                                                     C7
1. He looked down in-to her brown eyes and said, "Say a prayer for me"
                                                                 F 
   She threw her arms a-round him, whis-pered, "God will keep us free"
                                                  F7              Bb 
   They could hear the ri-ders com-in', he said, "This is my last fight
                           F                 C7             F
   If they take me back to Te-xas they won't take me back a-live"

                   F                                            C7
Chorus: There were se-ven Spa-nish an-gels at the al-ter of the sun
                                                                 F 
        They were pray-ing for the lo-vers in the val-ley of the gun

        When the bat-tle stopped and the smoke cleared
                  F7                Bb 
        There was thun-der from the throne
                            F               C7            F
        And se-ven Spa-nish an-gels took an-oth-er an-gel home

               F                                                   C7
2. She reached down and picked the gun up that lay smo-kin' in his hand
                                                                      F 
   She said, "Fa-ther please for-give me, I can't make it with-out my man"
                                           F7                 Bb 
   And she knew the gun was emp-ty and she knew she could-n't win
                             F                  C7              F
   But her fi-nal prayer was an-swered when the rif-les fired a-gain


                   F                                            C7
Chorus: There were se-ven Spa-nish an-gels at the al-ter of the sun
                                                                 F 
        They were pray-ing for the lo-vers in the val-ley of the gun

        When the bat-tle stopped and the smoke cleared
                  F7                Bb 
        There was thun-der from the throne
                            F              C7             F         F#
        And se-ven Spa-nish an-gels took a-no-ther an-gel home |(key change)|           

                   F#                                           C#7
Chorus: There were se-ven Spa-nish an-gels at the al-ter of the sun
                                                                 F# 
        They were pray-ing for the lo-vers in the val-ley of the gun

        When the bat-tle stopped and the smoke cleared
                  F#7               B 
        There was thun-der from the throne
                            F#             C#7            F#
        And se-ven Spa-nish an-gels took a-no-ther an-gel home


Ray (ad lib): Alright you all, help me now...

                   F#                                           C#7
Chorus: There were se-ven Spa-nish an-gels at the al-ter of the sun (oh, oh-oh-oh, I believe)
                                                                 F#
        They were pray-ing for the lo-vers in the val-ley of the gun (well, well, well)

        When the bat-tle stopped and the smoke cleared
                  F#7               C#7 
        There was thun-der from the throne (oh, oh-oh, yeah-eh)
                            F#             C#7            F#
        And se-ven Spa-nish an-gels took a-no-ther an-gel home...