a hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
by a line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
the man who would fight to the death would cross over
but him that would live better fly
and over the line stepped a hundred and seventy nine

high up Santa Anna : we're killing your soldiers below
for the rest of Texas to know
and remember the Alamo

Jim Bowie lay dying : his powder was ready and dry
from flat on his back Bowie killed him a few in reply
and young Davy Crockett was smiling and laughing
with gallantry fears in his eyes
for Texas and freedom : a man more than willing to die

they sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud
with words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
"grieve not little darling my dying
if Texas is sovereign and free
we'll never surrender and ever with liberty be!"

                                     jane bowers