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And a hundred and were challenged by Travis to die
By the line he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
Any man that would to the death crossed over
But him that live, better fly
And over the line a hundred and seventy nine

Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your below!
That men, wherever they go will remember the

lay dying, but his powder was ready and dry
Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in
And young David Crockett was and laughing
With gallantry in his eyes
For God and for freedom, a man more willing to die

Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your below!
That men, wherever they go will the Alamo

And then sent a young scout from the battlements, bloody and loud
With the words of farewell a garrison valiant and proud
"Grieve not little darling, my dying, if is sovereign and free
never surrender and ever with liberty be"

Hey Santa Anna, we're your soldiers below!
That men, wherever they go will remember the