Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Alamo

And a hundred and eighty challenged by Travis to die
By the that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
Any man that would fight to the death crossed
But him that live, better fly
And over the line went a and seventy nine

Hey Santa Anna, we're killing soldiers below!
That men, they go will remember the Alamo

Bowie lay dying, but his powder was and dry
Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in
And young Crockett was singing and laughing
With gallantry in his eyes
For God and for freedom, a man than willing to die

Hey Santa Anna, killing your soldiers below!
men, wherever they go will remember the Alamo

And then they a young scout from the battlements, bloody and loud
With the words of farewell from a garrison and proud
"Grieve not little darling, my dying, if is sovereign and free
We'll never surrender and ever with be"

Hey Anna, we're killing your soldiers below!
That men, wherever they go will remember the