C   G   4x

[Verse 1]
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A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
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By a line that he drew with his sword as the battle drew nigh
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A man that crossed over the line was for glory  but him who would live better fly
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And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine

[Chorus]
F                                                 Em
Heyyyyyy  Santa Ana we're killin' your soldiers below
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So men where ever they go   will remember the Alamo

[Instrumental]
F   Em   F   C

[Verse 2]
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Jim Bowie lay dyin'  but his powder was ready and dry
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With his knife in his hand he took him a few in reply
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And young Davy Crockett lay laughin' and dyin'  the blood and the sweat in his eyes
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For Texas and freedom a man more than willin' to die

[Chorus]
F                                                 Em
Heyyyyyy  Santa Ana we're killin' your soldiers below
   F                   C  G                   C   G  C
So men where ever they go   will remember the Alamo

[Instrumental]
F   Em   F   C

[Verse 3]
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They sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud
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With words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
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Grieve not little darlin' my dyin'  if Texas is sovereign and free
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Never surrender and ever with liberty be

[Chorus]
F                                                 Em
Heyyyyyy  Santa Ana we're killin' your soldiers below
   F                   C  G                   C      G  C
So men where ever they go   will remember the Alamo