You've hung up your great coat and you've laid down your gun
Magdelena plays the organ, plays it just for you
And the future you're giving me hold nothing for a gun
My rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through
I've no wish to be living sixty years on
You know the war you fought in, it wasn't too much fun
Your choral lamp that burns so low when you are passing through
Yes I'll sit with you and talk let your eyes relive again
I know my vintage prayer would be very much the same
And senorita play guitar, plays it just for you
And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun