Come all you Rangers, wherever you may be, F C Bb C I'll tell you of some trouble that happened me. Bb F My name is extra, so that I will not tell, Bb C F Ab Bb C But here's to all good rangers, I'm sure I you well.
2: When at the age of I joined this jolly band, We marched from San Antonio to the Rio Grande. Our captain he informed us, he thought it right, "Before we the station, we'll surely have to fight!"
3: I saw the smoke ascending, it seemed to the sky. The first thought then came to me, "My has come to die!" And the bugles sounded, our captain gave 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, all my strength had left me, and all my courage too.
5: We for five 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 up our rifles and counted up our dead.
6: Now all of us were wounded, our noble slain. And when the sun was across the bloody plain, Six of the rangers that ever roamed the West, Were buried by comrades with arrows in the breasts.
7: Perhaps you a mother, likewise a sister too. Perhaps you have a sweetheart, to weep and for you. If this be your position, although like to roam, I'll tell you experience, you'd better stay at home.