Come all you Texas Rangers, you may be, F C Bb C I'll 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 to all good rangers, I'm sure I wish you well.
2: When at the age of sixteen I this jolly band, We marched from San Antonio to the Rio Grande. Our captain he informed us, 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 came to me, "My has come to die!" And when the bugles sounded, our captain command, "To arms, to arms," he shouted, "and by your stand."
4: I saw the Indians coming, I their awful yell. My feelings at the moment, no human an tell. I saw their glittering lances, their around me flew, Till all my strength had me, and all my courage too.
5: We fought for five full hours before the was o'er. The likes of dead and wounded, never seen before. And the sun had risen, the Indians they had fled. We up our rifles and counted up our dead.
6: Now all of us were wounded, our noble slain. And when the sun was shining across the plain, Six of the noblest rangers ever roamed the West, Were buried by their with arrows in the breasts.
7: Perhaps you a mother, likewise a sister too. Perhaps you a sweetheart, to weep and mourn for you. If this be your position, although like to roam, I'll tell you from experience, you'd stay at home.