And a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
By the line that he drew with his sword when the b attle was n igh
Any m an that would fight to the d eath cross over
But h im that would live better f ly
And over the line went a hundred and s eventy-n ine
H ey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers b elow
That m en wherever they g o will r emember the A lamo
Oh Bowie lay dying his powder was r eady and d ry
Flat on his back Bowie killed him a f ew in r eply
And y oung Davy Crockett was s inging and laughing
With g allantry fierce in his e ye
For God and for freedom a man more than w illing to d ie
H ey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers b elow
That m en wherever they g o will r emember the A lamo
They sent a young scout from the battlements b loody and l oud
With words of farewell from a garrison v aliant and p roud
Grieve n ot little darling my d ying
If T exas is sovereign and f ree
We'll never surrender and ever with l iberty b e
H ey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers b elow
That m en wherever they g o will r emember the A lamo