A hundred and 80 were challenged by Travis to die By a line that he drew with his sword as the battle drew nigh A man that crossed over the line was for glory And he that was left better fly And over the line crossed a hundred and 79
Hey up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers below So the rest of Texas will know And remember the Alamo ♪ Jim Bowie lay dying, his blood and his powder were dry But his knife at the ready to take him a few in reply Young Davy Crochet lay laughing and dying The blood and the sweat in his eyes For Texas and freedom, no man was more willing to die Hey up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers below So the rest of Texas will know And remember the Alamo ♪ A courier came to a battle once bloody and loud And found only skin and bones where he once left a crowd Fear not little darling of dying If the world be sovereign and free For we'll fight to the last for as long as liberty be Hey up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers below So the rest of Texas will know And remember the Alamo, and remember the Alamo