William was a gun fighter, he was waiting for his chance
Waiting for his time to come, when he could make his name
Riding into town with a look upon his brow
Like he's going to take from you or going to take you out
Phoenix was an Indian who had a knack for robbing banks
In the mesas of New Mexico is where they made their plans
To rob the Denver bank and to leave no one alive
And with their plans they rode northeast, their fingers on their guns
Looking for an angel or the pale rider to come
Looking for an angel or the pale rider to come
There back in Santa Fe where you will find my love
A Spanish maid named Usabelle with skin like holy dove
And if this plan goes bad and I should meet my end
You send her back to Texas and make sure to treat her well
Connor was a law man, he protects the Denver bank
He vowed to catch the riders, he vowed to see them hanged
He told his men, "Be ready and when you see the riders come
You put a bullet between their eyes", and the pale rider he comes
A bullet between their eyes and the pale rider he comes
On the Denver horizon, that's where it all went down
Getting into focus as the dust settled down
Connor had the street staked out and ready for the draw
And the tension mounted in the heat of it all
Connor said, "Don't worry, I'm scared to death myself
When I look into his eyes I see a demon straight from hell
Coming straight for me, coming for the kill"
That's when the shots were fired, bang and it was done
All were looking for an angel when the pale rider he comes
Looking for an angel and the pale rider he comes
Looking for an angel and the pale rider he comes
Looking for an angel and the pale rider he comes