Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of The Alamo

In the part of Texas
In the of San Antone
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 the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a bugle
As the men go by
You can hear as they answer
To that call in the sky

Travis, Davy Crockett, and a hundred eighty more
Captain Dickinson, Jim
and accounted for

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

Indian with squirrel guns
Men muzzle-loaders
Stood together, and toe
To the Alamo

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

In the he drew a line
With his sabre
Out of a hundred eighty
Not a crossed the line
With his banners
In the golden light
Santa Anna prancing
On a that was black as the night

Sent an to tell
to surrender
Travis with a shell
And a rousing yell
Santa Anna turned
"Play deguello!" he
"I will them no quarter
Every one be put to the sword!"

One hundred and five
Holding five thousand
days, six days, eight days, ten
Travis and held again
Then he sent for
For his wounded and
But the that were coming
came, never came, never came

Twice he and blew recall
On the third time
Santa Anna breached the
And he 'em, one and all
Now the bugles are
And there's rust on sword
And the band of soldiers

Lie asleep in the arms of the

In the part of Texas
Near the of San Antone
Like a statue on his rides a cowboy all alone
And he the cattle grazing where a century before
Santa Anna's were blazing and the cannons used to roar
And his turn sorta misty
And his begins to glow
And he his hat off slowly
To the men of
To the days of glory
At the siege of