Ballad Of Alamo-lyr Marty Robbins
Subject: songname Artist-Marty Robbins. The song is from the John Wayne movie "The Alamo". I do not have the chords and if someone does please insert. Thanks. Mike Poppell Ballad of the Alamo (Marty Robbins) 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 andÃ 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 marchin' by You can hear them as they answer to the roll call in the sky Colonel Travis, Davy Crocket, and a hundred eighty more Captain Dickinson, Jim Bowie, present and accounted for Back in eighteen thirty-six, Houston said to Travis Get some volunteers and go, fortify the Alamo Well, the men came from Texas and from ol' Tennessee And they joined up with Travis, 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 ne'er see your loved ones, Travis told them that day Those who want to can leave now, those who'll fight to the death, let 'em stay In the sand he drew a line, with his army saber Out of a hundred and eighty-five, not a soul to cross the line With his banners a dancin', in the dawn's golden light Santa Anna came prancin', on a horse that was black as the night Sent an officer to tell Travis to surrender Travis answered with a shell, and a rousin' rebel yell Santa Anna turned scarlet, play Deguello, he roared I will show them no quarter, everyone will be put to the sword One hundred and eighty-five holdin' 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 comin', 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 them one and 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 (bridge...break) In the southern part of Texas, near the town of San Antone Like a statue on his pinto, rides a cowboy all alone And he sees the cattle grazin', where a century before Santa Anna's guns were blazin', and the cannon used to roar And his eyes turn sorta misty as his heart begins to glow And he takes his hat off slowly...to the men of Alamo To the thirteen days of glory...at the siege of Alamo (chorus begins to sing) 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 Lie asleep...in the arms...of the Lord
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