Remember the Alamo - Live Version

History lesson
1835
Five thousand men under Santa Anna across the real grand
David Crockett left in a sea with the volunteers
At a Spanish mission near San Antonio met an eye fighter
A gounder named "Boyle"
And a hundred and eighty..., a hundred and eighty americans againts five thousand
A hundred and eighty americans againts five thousand
Mr. President, that's the kinda odds we got today

And a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was high
Any man that will fight to the death cross over
But if you want to live you'd 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

Ol' Bowie lay dying his powder was ready and dry
Flat on his back Bowie killed them a few in reply
And young Davy Crockett was singing and laughing with gallantry fears in his eyes
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 the 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