Tom: C C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh F C Any man that would fight to the death, cross over F C But if you wanna live, you better fly C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 And over the line stepped a hundred and seventy nine Chorus: F C Hey, Santa Ana, we're killing you're soldiers below F C C G7 C G7 C So men, wherever they go, will remember the Alamo C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 Old Bowie lay dyin', his powder was ready and dry C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply F C And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin' F C With gallantry tears in eyes C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die Repeat Chorus C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 They sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud F C Grieve not little darlin', my dyin', F C If Texas is sovereign and free C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7 We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be Repeat Chorus