Mittwoch, 5. Mai 2010

Remember the Alamo!

A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die,
By a line that he drew with his sword as the battle grew 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 seventy-nine.

Hey, up, Santiana, they're killin' your soldiers below,
So the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo.

Jim Bowie lay dyin', his blood and his powder were dry,
But his knife at the ready to take him a few in reply.
Young Davy Crocket lay laughin' and dyin',
The blood and the sweat in his eyes,
For Texas and freedom a man was more willing to die.

Hey, up, Santiana, 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 is sovereign and free,
For we'll fight to the last for as long as liberty be.

Hey, up, Santiana, they're killing your soldiers below,
So the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo.
And remember the Alamo.

(Jane Bowers)

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