Come all you Rangers, wherever you may be, F C Bb C tell you of some trouble that happened unto me. Bb F My is nothing extra, so that I will not tell, Bb C F Ab Bb C But here's to all good rangers, I'm I wish you well.
2: at the age of sixteen I joined this jolly band, We marched San Antonio down to the Rio Grande. Our captain he us, perhaps he thought it right, "Before we reach the station, surely have to fight!"
3: I saw the smoke ascending, it to reach the sky. The first thought then to me, "My time has come to die!" And when the bugles sounded, our gave command, "To arms, to arms," he shouted, "and by horses stand."
4: I saw the Indians coming, I heard awful yell. My feelings at the moment, no human an tell. I saw their glittering lances, their arrows me flew, Till all my had left me, and all my courage too.
5: We fought for full hours before the strife was o'er. The likes of dead and wounded, I've seen before. And when the sun had risen, the Indians had fled. We loaded up our and counted up our dead.
6: Now all of us wounded, our noble captain slain. And when the sun was shining across the plain, Six of the noblest rangers that roamed the West, Were buried by their comrades arrows in the breasts.
7: Perhaps you have a mother, likewise a too. Perhaps you have a sweetheart, to and mourn for you. If this be your position, you'd like to roam, I'll tell you from experience, better stay at home.