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A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die |
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A line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh |
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The man who would fight to the death cross over but he who that would live better fly |
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And over the line stepped a hundred and seventy nine |
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Hi Up Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below, so the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo |
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Jim Bowie lay dyin', his powder was ready and dry |
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From flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply |
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And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin' |
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The challenge was fierce in his eye |
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For Texas and freedom, a man more than willin' to die |
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Hi Up Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below, so the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo |
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A courier sent to the battlements, bloody and loud |
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With words of fare well in the letters he carried were proud |
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Grieve not, little darlin', my dyin' if Texas is sovereign and free |
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We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be |
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Hi Up Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below, so the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo |
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Remember the Alamo Remember the Alamo Remember the Alamo |