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Marty Robbins - Ballad Of The Alamo

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^Dm In the southern part of Texas, in the ^C town of San Antone
There's a ^Dm fortress all in ruins, that the weeds have overgrown

^Dm You may look in vain for crosses and you'll ^C never see a one
But ^Dm sometimes between the setting and the ^C rising of the ^F sun

You can ^C hear a ghostly ^F bugle, as the ^C men go marchin' ^F by
You can ^C hear them as they ^Dm answer to the roll call in the sky

^C Colonel Travis, ^F Davy Crockett, ^C and a hundred ^F eighty more
^E7 Captain Dickinson, ^A7 Jim Bowie, ^E7 present and ^A7 accounted for

^Dm Back in eighteen thirty-six, Houston said to Travis
^Dm Get some volunteers ^C and go, ^Dm fortify the Alamo

Well the ^F men came from Texas and from ol' Tennes ^C see
And they ^F joined up with ^C Travis, just to ^F fight for the ^C right to be ^A7 free

^Dm Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders
^Dm Stood together heel ^C and toe, ^Dm to defend the Alamo

You may ^F ne'er see your loved ones, Travis told them that ^C day
Those who ^F want to can ^C leave now, those who'll ^F fight to the ^C death, let 'em ^A7 stay

^Dm In the sand he drew a line, with his army saber
^Dm Out of a hundred and eighty- ^C five, ^Dm not a soul to cross the line

With his ^F banners a ^Dm dancin', in the ^F dawn's golden ^C light
Santa ^F Anna came ^C prancin', on a ^F horse that was ^C black as the ^A7 night

^Dm Sent an officer to tell Travis to surrender
^Dm Travis answered with a ^C shell, and a ^Dm rousin' rebel yell

Santa ^F Anna turned ^Dm scarlet, "Play ^F Deguello" he ^C roared
I will ^F show them no ^C quarter, every ^F one will be ^C put to the ^A7 sword

^Dm One hundred and eighty-five, holdin' back five thousand
^Dm Five days, six days, eight days, ^C ten, ^Dm Travis held and held again

Then he ^F sent for ^Dm replacements, for his ^F wounded and ^C lame
But the ^F troops that were ^C comin', never ^F came, never ^C came, never^A7came

^Dm Twice he charged and blew recall, on the fatal third time
^Dm Santa Anna breached ^C the wall, ^Dm and he killed them one and all

Now the ^F bugles are ^Dm silent, and there's ^F rust on each ^C sword
And the ^Dm small band of ^C soldiers, ^{silent F} lie asleep in the arms of the Lord

^Dm (bridge...break)

^Dm In the southern part of Texas, near the ^C town of San Antone
Like a ^Dm statue on his pinto, ^Dm rides a cowboy all alone

^Dm And he sees the cattle grazin', where a ^C century before
Santa ^Dm Anna's guns were blazin', and the ^C cannon used to ^F roar

And his ^C eyes turn sorta ^F misty as his ^C heart begins to ^F glow
And he ^C takes his hat off ^Dm slowly...to the men of Alamo

To the ^{silent C} thirteen days of ^{silent Dm} glory...at the siege of Alamo ^Dm