A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die

the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh

Any man that will fight to the death cross over

But those that would live better fly

And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine

High up Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below

So the rest of Texas will know & remember the Alamo

Jim Bowie lay dyin' his powder was ready and dry

From flat on his back Bowie killed him a few in reply

And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin'

the challenge fierce in his eyes

For Texas and freedom a man more than willing to die

High up Santa Anna we're killing your soilders below,

so the rest of Texas will know and remeber the alamo

A courier sent through the battlements bloody and loud

With the words of farewell, the letters he carried were proud

Grieve not little darling my dying if Texas is sovereign and free

We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be

High up Santa Anna we're killing your soilders below,

So the rest of Texas will know & remember the Alamo