A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
Any man that will fight to the death cross over
But those that would live better fly
And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine
High up Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know & remember the Alamo
Jim Bowie lay dyin' his powder was ready and dry
From flat on his back Bowie killed him a few in reply
And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin'
the challenge fierce in his eyes
For Texas and freedom a man more than willing to die
High up Santa Anna we're killing your soilders below,
so the rest of Texas will know and remeber the alamo
A courier sent through the battlements bloody and loud
With the words of farewell, the letters he carried were proud
Grieve not little darling my dying if Texas is sovereign and free
We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be
High up Santa Anna we're killing your soilders below,
So the rest of Texas will know & remember the Alamo