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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! |
