Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of The Alamo

In the southern part of
In the town of San
There's a all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in for crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the of the sun
You can hear a bugle
As the men go by
You can hear as they answer
To that roll in the sky

Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett, and a eighty more
Dickinson, Jim Bowie
Present and for

Back in 1836, Houston said to
"Get volunteers and go
the Alamo."
Well the men from Texas
And from old
And they joined up with
Just to for the right to be free

Indian scouts squirrel guns
Men muzzle-loaders
together, heel and toe
To the Alamo

"You may never see your ones,"
told them that day
"Those who want to can now
Those who to the death let 'em stay."

In the sand he a line
With his sabre
Out of a eighty five
Not a crossed the line
With his a-dancin'
In the dawn's golden
Santa came prancing
On a horse was black as the night

Sent an officer to
to surrender
Travis with a shell
And a rousing rebel
Santa Anna turned
"Play deguello!" he
"I will show no quarter
one will be put to the sword!"

One hundred and five
back five thousand
Five days, six days, days, ten
Travis held and held
Then he for replacements
For his wounded and
But the troops were coming
Never came, came, never came

Twice he charged and blew
On the third time
Santa Anna the wall
And he 'em, one and all
Now the bugles are
And rust on each sword
And the small band of

Lie asleep in the arms of the

In the southern of Texas
the town of San Antone
Like a statue on his rides a cowboy all alone
And he sees the cattle where a century before
Santa Anna's guns were blazing and the cannons to roar
And his eyes turn misty
And his heart to glow
And he takes his hat off
To the men of
To the thirteen days of
At the siege of