[00:00.000] 作词 : John Ronald Cash
[00:00.032] 作曲 : John Ronald Cash
[00:00.65]And a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
[00:08.29]By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
[00:15.99]Any man that would fight to the death crossed over
[00:19.78]But him that would live, better fly
[00:23.46]And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine
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[00:31.09]Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
[00:36.26]That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo
[00:42.50]
[00:49.08]Bowie lay dying, but his powder was ready and dry
[00:56.41]Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
[01:03.78]And young David Crockett was singing and laughing
[01:07.12]With gallantry fears in his eyes
[01:11.10]For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die
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[01:18.99]Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
[01:24.16]That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo
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[01:36.32]And then they sent a young scout from the battlements, bloody and loud
[01:44.06]With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
[01:51.50]"Grieve not little darling, my dying, if Texas is sovereign and free
[01:59.34]We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be"
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[02:07.23]Hey Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
[02:12.23]That men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo