Marty Robbins – The Ballad of the Alamo

Marty Robbins – The Ballad of the Alamo, A number of songwriters have also been inspired by the Battle of the Alamo. Tennessee Ernie Ford’s “The Ballad of Davy Crockett” spent 16 weeks on the country music charts, peaking at number 4 in 1955. Marty Robbins recorded a version of the song “The Ballad of the Alamo” in 1960 which spent 13 weeks on the pop charts, peaking at number 34. “Remember the Alamo”, written by Texas folk singer and songwriter Jane Bowers, was recorded by The Kingston Trio, Johnny Cash, Tex Ritter, Donovan and others.

Marty Robbins – The Ballad of the Alamo
B-side “A Time And A Place For Everything”
Released 1960
Genre Country
Label Columbia
Songwriter(s) D. Tiomkin, P. F. Webster

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Marty Robbins – The Ballad of the Alamo lyrics

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
And 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 that roll call in the sky
Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett
And a hundred eighty more
Captain Dickinson, Jim Bowie
Present and accounted for

Back in 1836, Houston said to Travis
“Get some volunteers and go
Fortify the Alamo”
Well the men came from Texas
And from old 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 never see your loved ones”
Travis told them that day
“Those who want to can leave now
Those who fight to the death let ’em stay”

In the sand he drew the line
With his army sabre
Out of a hundred eighty five
Not a soldier crossed 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 degüello!” 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 then 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

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 cannons used to roar

And his eyes turn sorta misty
And 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

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