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ballad of the alamo Marty Robbins
[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 [A7]
[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]
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Jim Bailey (report)
Excellent Job Here...
I have loved this Ballad for many many years and it is wonderful to play and sing with these words and correct chords input by someone who loves this Ballad as much as I do.
Good Job Sir, and Thank You Marty Robbins. My Good Rest Your Soul.