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The Alamo

Johnny Cash

1. 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 if you wanna live, you better fly
   And over the line stepped a hundred and seventy nine

R: Hey, Santa Ana, we're killing you're soldiers below
   So men, wherever they go, will remember the Alamo

2. Old Bowie lay dyin', his powder was ready and dry
   Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
   And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin'
   with gallantry tears in eyes
   For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die

R: Hey, Santa Ana...

3. They sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud
   With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
   Grieve not little darlin', my dyin', if Texas is sovereign and free
   We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be

R: Hey, Santa Ana...

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