The Gathering Storm in the heart of Texas land, Where legends drew their line, William Travis stood with might, Their courage intertwined. With a fire in his eyes, He called upon the brave, “To defend this sacred ground, Be free or find your grave!”
Stand at the Alamo Raise the banner, hold it high, Echoes of courage shall never die. In the shadow of these hallowed walls, They'll rise in defiance, as history calls.
Davey Crockett’s rifle shines, A warrior's aim so true, With a heart of iron will, He fought for me and you. Jim Bowie’s blade of steel, With grit, he faced the night, In the heat of battle’s fury, They ignited freedom's light.
Stand at the Alamo Raise the banner, hold it high, Echoes of courage shall never die. In the shadow of these hallowed walls, They'll rise in defiance, as history calls.
Captain Dickinson rides tall, In the face of tyranny, He rallies all the warriors, Defending liberty! Through the night, the cannons blaze, Against an endless tide, Bound by honor, bound by fate, Where destinies collide.
Stand at the Alamo Raise the banner, hold it high, Echoes of courage shall never die. In the shadow of these hallowed walls, They'll rise in defiance, as history calls.
For thirteen fateful days, they stood, Against an overwhelming foe, In the bitter cold of March, When defiance freely flowed. In the dawn of that last morning, As cannons tore the sky, All hope seemed lost in shadows, Yet their spirits soared on high.
Stand at the Alamo Raise the banner, hold it high, Echoes of courage shall never die. In the shadow of these hallowed walls, They'll rise in defiance, as history calls.
With one hundred and eighty souls to fight, And countless lives laid down, They met their fate with courage, In that storied battleground. Remember Travis, Bowie, Crockett, and the many more, Their valor will not fade, In the pages of history, Their sacrifice was made.
Stand at the Alamo Raise the banner, hold it high, Echoes of courage shall never die. In the shadow of these hallowed walls, They'll rise in defiance, as history calls.
As the dust settles down, And silence takes its place, Their legacy remains, In every rugged face. From the ashes, heroes rise, Their echoes in the night, The spirit of the Alamo, Burns forever bright.
Stand at the Alamo Raise the banner, hold it high, Echoes of courage shall never die. In the shadow of these hallowed walls, They'll rise in defiance, as history calls.......... and we shout Remember The Alamo
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