[00:00.88]And a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
[00:08.59]By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
[00:15.97]Any man that would fight to the death crossed over
[00:19.80]But him that would live, better fly
[00:21.96]And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine
[00:30.13]
[00:30.97]Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
[00:36.75]That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo
[00:43.30]
[00:46.13]Bowie lay dying, but his powder was ready and dry
[00:56.44]Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
[01:03.71]And young David Crockett was singing and laughing
[01:07.45]With gallantry fears in his eyes
[01:11.49]For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die
[01:16.85]
[01:18.04]Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
[01:24.47]That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo
[01:30.39]
[01:36.71]And then they sent a young scout from the battlements, bloody and loud
[01:44.39]With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
[01:49.36]"Grieve not little darling, my dying, if Texas is sovereign and free
[01:59.55]We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be
[02:05.15]
[02:07.12]Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
[02:12.84]That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo