Ballad of the Alamo (The Alamo)

Ballad of the Alamo(The Alamo) - Frankie Avalon

In the southern part of Texas

In the town of San Antone

There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown

You may look in vain for crosses and you'll never see a one

But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun

You can hear a ghostly bugle

As the men go marching by

You can hear them as they answer

To that roll call in the sky

Colonel Travis Davy Crockett and a hundred eighty more

Captain Dickinson Jim Bowie

Present and accounted for

Back in 1836 Houston said to Travis

Get some volunteers and go

Fortify the Alamo

Well the men came from Texas

And from old Tennessee

And when they came young sweety

Just to fight for the right to be free

Indian scouts with squirrel guns

Men with muzzle loaders

Stood together heel and toe

To defend the Alamo

You may never see your loved ones

Travis told them that day

Those who want to can leave now

Those who fight to the death let 'em stay

One hundred and eighty five men

Holding back five thousand

Five days six days eight days ten

Travis held and held again

Then he sent for replacements

For his wounded and lame

But the troops that were coming

Never came never came never came

Twice he charged and blew recall

On the fatal third time

Santa Anna breached the wall

And he killed 'em one by all

Now the bugles are silent

And there's rust on each sword

And the small band of soldiers

Lie asleep in the arms of the Lord

In the southern part of Texas

Near the town of San Antone

Sounds a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown