The volunteers crept in the afternoon   And we'd been drinking through the night   Our reinforcements and elaborate ruse   And our perimeter defenses were too light      Ah, oh   Ah, oh   Ah, oh   Ah, oh      The foolish general sat and sipped his wine   While the fire took Vince's bridge   Posted no sentries or he surely would have known   That his demons had come back for their revenge   And so the cannons roared   Turned to the sound of clashing swords   And our colors fell somewhere along the shore   Of the San Jacinto   Ah, San Jacinto      Ah, oh   Ah, oh   Ah, oh      Then all was quiet in the afternoon   As the smoke gave way to night   The rebels brought a call for Goliad's revenge   And they had a flag to match their eyes   And so the cannons roared   Turned to the sound of clashing swords   And our colors fell somewhere along the shore   Of the San Jacinto   Ah, San Jacinto      Ah, oh   Ah, oh   Ah, oh   Ah, oh      Ah, oh   Ah, oh   Ah, oh