Luyện nghe bài hát Remember The Alamo

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

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

Bowie lay dying, but his was ready and dry
on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
And David Crockett was singing and laughing
gallantry fierce in his eyes
For God and for freedom, a man than willing to die

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

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

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