A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die      A line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh      "The man who would fight to the death cross over but he who that would live better fly,"      And over the line stepped a hundred and seventy-nine      Hi! Up! Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below      So the rest of Texas will know and 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 was fierce in his eye      For Texas and freedom, a man more than willin' to die      Hi! Up! Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below      So the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo      A courier sent to the battlements, bloody and loud      With words of fare well in the letters he carried were proud      "Grieve not, little darlin', my dyin' if Texas is sovereign and free      We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be!"      Hi! Up! Santa Anna, we're killing your soldiers below      So the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo      Remember the Alamo! Remember the Alamo! Remember the Alamo