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Remember The Alamo

Höfundur lags: Jane Bowers Flytjandi: Johnny Cash Sent inn af: Anonymous

[C]And a hundred and eighty were challenged by [G7]Travis to [C]die  
By the line that he drew with his sword when the [G7]battle was [C]nigh
Any [F]man that would fight to the [C]death cross over
But [G7]him that would live better [C]fly  
And over the line went a hundred and [G7]seventy-[C]nine

[F]Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers [Em]below
That [F]men wherever they [C]go will [G7]remember the [C]Alamo

Oh Bowie lay dying his powder was [G7]ready and [C]dry  
Flat on his back Bowie killed him a [G7]few in [C]reply
And [F]young Davy Crockett was [C]singing and laughing
With [G7]gallantry fierce in his [C]eye  
For God and for freedom a man more than [G7]willing to [C]die  

[F]Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers [Em]below
That [F]men wherever they [C]go will [G7]remember the [C]Alamo

They sent a young scout from the battlements [G7]bloody and [C]loud
With words of farewell from a garrison [G7]valiant and [C]proud
Grieve [F]not little darling my [C]dying
If [G7]Texas is sovereign and [C]free
We'll never surrender and ever with [G7]liberty [C]be  

[F]Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers [Em]below
That [F]men wherever they [C]go will [G7]remember the [C]Alamo


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

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

Oh Bowie lay dying his powder was ready and dry
Flat on his back Bowie killed him a few in reply
And young Davy Crockett was singing and laughing
With gallantry fierce in his eye
For God and for freedom a man more than willing to die

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

They sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud
With words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
Grieve not little darling my dying
If Texas is sovereign and free
We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be

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

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