When the gallows whispered my name I fled south of the border There I sought refuge amongst an old Mexican town Leaving behind all my troubles and wrongs from my past life I met an angel to help this wild horse settle down The shade of her hair is black as the night time around me One look from her eyes could make the tequila taste sweeter On a hot summer night we were married in a Mexican valley This refugee outlaw and a beautiful Mexican brid Walk through the valley, where angels fly Walk through the valley, where angels fly ♪ On the night of the marriage we headed to an old hacienda My love in my arms and the music of a mariachi band When all of a sudden my troubles from my past life they found me In the form of a sheriff who swore that he tracked me down When the shouts turn to shots I lost track of the girl I just married In the haze of tequila I could not tell where I was shooting When the gun smoke had cleared, my true love lay dead on the bar floor And though I was breathing, my heart was telling me I was gone Wade through the valley, where angels cry Wade through the valley, where angels cry Wade through the valley, where angels cry Wade through the valley, where angels cry