Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie It seems that our numbers have started to fall If our missions were made for the will of the holy Then surely his will says this mission won't fall
Boys grab your guns and get on your horses And leave all your wives and your children at home 'Cause Travis sent word that his men are outnumbered Inside a mission in San Antone
Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie It seems that our numbers have started to fall If our missions were made for the will of the holy Then surely his will says this mission won't fall
Everyman's fight starts with believin' Believe that the lives that we lose here today Send out a ripple to Texans a many Belive that a ripple soon brings way
Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie It seems that our numbers have started to fall If our missions were made for the will of the holy Then surely his will says this mission must fall
Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie It seems that our numbers have started to fall If our missions were made for the will of the holy Then maybe his will says this mission must fall After all After allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
