America (Re-release) lyrics

I think sir the battle is over, and the young soldier lay down his gun.
I’m tired of running for cover, I’m certain the battle is done.
For see over there where we fought them, it’s quite for they’ve all gone away.
All left is the dead and the dying, the blue lying long side the grave.

So you think the battle is over, and you even lay down your gun.

A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die

By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was high

Any man that will fight to the death cross over
But if you want to live you'd better fly

And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine

Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below

That men wherever they go will remember the Alamo