Alamo

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A hundred and eighty were 
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challenged by Travis to die
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By the line that he drew with his 
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sword when the battle was nigh
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Any man that would fight to the 
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death, cross over
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But if you wanna live, you better 
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fly
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And over the line stepped a 
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hundred and seventy nine

Chorus:
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Hey, Santa Ana, we're killing 
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you're soldiers below
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So men, wherever they go, will 
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remember the Alamo