Chords for The Alamo Music By MARTY ROBBINS
Tempo:
121.95 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Db
Gb
Bb
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ebm] [Ab]
[Ebm] In the southern part of Texas, in [Db] the town of San Antonio,
Is a fortress [Ebm] all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown.
You may look in vain for crosses, [Db] and you'll never see a one,
But [Ebm] sometimes between the setting [Db] and the rising [Gb] of the sun,
You [Db] can hear a [Gb] ghostly bugle [Db] as the men go [Gb] marching by,
You [Db] can hear them [Ebm] as they answer to that roll call in the sky.
[Bbm] Colonel Travis, [Ebm] Davy [Abm] Crockett, and a [Bbm] hundred eighty more,
[Fm] Captain Dickinson, [Bb] Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.
[Ebm] Back in 1836, Houston said to Travis,
Get some volunteers and go fortify [Gb] the Alamo.
Well, the men [Ebm] came from Texas and [Gb] from old [Db] Tennessee,
[Ebm] And they joined up with [Db] Travis [Ebm] just to fight [Abm] for the right [Bb] to be free.
[Ebm] Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders,
Stood [Gb] together heel and [Ebm] toe to defend the Alamo.
You may ne'er see your loved ones, [Gb] Travis told them [Db] that day,
[Ebm] Those who won [Db] too can leave now, [Ebm] those who fight [Abm] to the death [Bb] let them stay.
[Ebm] In the sand he drew a line with his army saber.
Out of a hundred eighty-five, not a soldier crossed the line.
[Gb] With his banners [Ebm] a-dancin' in [Gb] the dawn's [Db] golden light,
[Ebm] Santa Anna [Db] came prancin' on [Ebm] a horse [Abm] that was black [Bb] as the night.
[Ebm] Said an officer to tell Travis to [Ab] surrender,
[Bb]
Travis [Gb] answered with a [Ebm] shell and a rousing rabble yell,
Santa [Gb] Anna turned scarlet, played the quail, oh [Db] he roared,
[Ebm] I will show [Db] them no quarter, [Ebm] everyone [Abm] will be put [Bb] to the sword.
One [Ebm] hundred and eighty-five, holdin' back five thousand,
Five [Db] days, [Ebm] six days, eight days, ten, Travis held and held [Gb] again.
Then he sent [Ebm] for replacements for [Gb] his wounded [Db] and lame,
[Ebm] But the troops [Db] that were comin' never [Ebm] came, [Abm] never [Bb] came, never came.
Twice he charged [Ebm] then blew recall on the fatal third time,
Santa [Gb] Anna breached the [Ebm] wall and he killed them one and all.
[Gb] Now the [Ebm] bugles are silent and [Gb] there's rust on [Db] each sword,
[Ebm] And the small band [Db] of soldiers [Gb] lie asleep in the arms of the Lord.
[Db]
[Ebm]
In the southern part of Texas near the [Db] town of San Antonio,
[Ebm] Like a statue on his fiddle rides a cowboy all alone.
And he sees the cattle grazin' [Db] where a century before,
Santa [Ebm] Anna's guns were blazin' [Db] and the cannons used [Gb] to roar.
[Db] And his eyes turn [Gb] sort of misty and [Db] his heart begins [Gb] to glow,
[Db] And he takes his [Ebm] hat off slowly to the men of Alamo.
To the thirteen days of glory at the siege of Alamo.
[Ebm] In the southern part of Texas, in [Db] the town of San Antonio,
Is a fortress [Ebm] all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown.
You may look in vain for crosses, [Db] and you'll never see a one,
But [Ebm] sometimes between the setting [Db] and the rising [Gb] of the sun,
You [Db] can hear a [Gb] ghostly bugle [Db] as the men go [Gb] marching by,
You [Db] can hear them [Ebm] as they answer to that roll call in the sky.
[Bbm] Colonel Travis, [Ebm] Davy [Abm] Crockett, and a [Bbm] hundred eighty more,
[Fm] Captain Dickinson, [Bb] Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.
[Ebm] Back in 1836, Houston said to Travis,
Get some volunteers and go fortify [Gb] the Alamo.
Well, the men [Ebm] came from Texas and [Gb] from old [Db] Tennessee,
[Ebm] And they joined up with [Db] Travis [Ebm] just to fight [Abm] for the right [Bb] to be free.
[Ebm] Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders,
Stood [Gb] together heel and [Ebm] toe to defend the Alamo.
You may ne'er see your loved ones, [Gb] Travis told them [Db] that day,
[Ebm] Those who won [Db] too can leave now, [Ebm] those who fight [Abm] to the death [Bb] let them stay.
[Ebm] In the sand he drew a line with his army saber.
Out of a hundred eighty-five, not a soldier crossed the line.
[Gb] With his banners [Ebm] a-dancin' in [Gb] the dawn's [Db] golden light,
[Ebm] Santa Anna [Db] came prancin' on [Ebm] a horse [Abm] that was black [Bb] as the night.
[Ebm] Said an officer to tell Travis to [Ab] surrender,
[Bb]
Travis [Gb] answered with a [Ebm] shell and a rousing rabble yell,
Santa [Gb] Anna turned scarlet, played the quail, oh [Db] he roared,
[Ebm] I will show [Db] them no quarter, [Ebm] everyone [Abm] will be put [Bb] to the sword.
One [Ebm] hundred and eighty-five, holdin' back five thousand,
Five [Db] days, [Ebm] six days, eight days, ten, Travis held and held [Gb] again.
Then he sent [Ebm] for replacements for [Gb] his wounded [Db] and lame,
[Ebm] But the troops [Db] that were comin' never [Ebm] came, [Abm] never [Bb] came, never came.
Twice he charged [Ebm] then blew recall on the fatal third time,
Santa [Gb] Anna breached the [Ebm] wall and he killed them one and all.
[Gb] Now the [Ebm] bugles are silent and [Gb] there's rust on [Db] each sword,
[Ebm] And the small band [Db] of soldiers [Gb] lie asleep in the arms of the Lord.
[Db]
[Ebm]
In the southern part of Texas near the [Db] town of San Antonio,
[Ebm] Like a statue on his fiddle rides a cowboy all alone.
And he sees the cattle grazin' [Db] where a century before,
Santa [Ebm] Anna's guns were blazin' [Db] and the cannons used [Gb] to roar.
[Db] And his eyes turn [Gb] sort of misty and [Db] his heart begins [Gb] to glow,
[Db] And he takes his [Ebm] hat off slowly to the men of Alamo.
To the thirteen days of glory at the siege of Alamo.
Key:
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Db
Gb
Bb
Abm
Ebm
Db
Gb
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Ebm] In the southern part of Texas, in [Db] the town of San Antonio,
Is a fortress [Ebm] all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown.
_ You may look in vain for crosses, [Db] and you'll never see a one,
But [Ebm] sometimes between the setting [Db] and the rising [Gb] of the sun,
You [Db] can hear a [Gb] ghostly bugle [Db] as the men go [Gb] marching by,
You [Db] can hear them [Ebm] as they answer to that roll call in the sky.
_ _ [Bbm] Colonel Travis, [Ebm] Davy [Abm] Crockett, and a [Bbm] hundred eighty more,
[Fm] Captain Dickinson, [Bb] Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.
[Ebm] Back in _ 1836, Houston said to Travis,
Get some volunteers and go fortify [Gb] the Alamo.
Well, the men [Ebm] came from Texas and [Gb] from old [Db] Tennessee,
[Ebm] And they joined up with [Db] Travis [Ebm] just to fight [Abm] for the right [Bb] to be free. _ _
_ [Ebm] Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders,
Stood [Gb] together heel and [Ebm] toe to defend the Alamo.
You may ne'er see your loved ones, [Gb] Travis told them [Db] that day,
[Ebm] Those who won [Db] too can leave now, [Ebm] those who fight [Abm] to the death [Bb] let them stay. _ _
[Ebm] In the sand he drew a line with his army saber.
Out of a hundred eighty-five, not a soldier crossed the line.
[Gb] With his banners [Ebm] a-dancin' in [Gb] the dawn's [Db] golden light,
[Ebm] Santa Anna [Db] came prancin' on [Ebm] a horse [Abm] that was black [Bb] as the night.
_ _ [Ebm] Said an officer to tell Travis to [Ab] surrender,
[Bb] _
Travis [Gb] answered with a [Ebm] shell and a rousing rabble yell,
Santa [Gb] Anna turned scarlet, played the quail, oh [Db] he roared,
[Ebm] I will show [Db] them no quarter, [Ebm] everyone [Abm] will be put [Bb] to the sword.
_ One [Ebm] hundred and eighty-five, holdin' back five thousand,
Five [Db] days, [Ebm] six days, eight days, ten, Travis held and held [Gb] again.
Then he sent [Ebm] for replacements for [Gb] his wounded [Db] and lame,
[Ebm] But the troops [Db] that were comin' never [Ebm] came, [Abm] never [Bb] came, never came.
_ Twice he charged [Ebm] then blew recall on the fatal third time,
Santa [Gb] Anna breached the [Ebm] wall and he killed them one and all.
[Gb] Now the [Ebm] bugles are silent and [Gb] there's rust on [Db] each sword,
[Ebm] And the small band [Db] of soldiers [Gb] lie asleep in the arms of the Lord.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the southern part of Texas near the [Db] town of San Antonio,
[Ebm] Like a statue on his fiddle rides a cowboy all alone.
_ And he sees the cattle grazin' [Db] where a century before,
Santa [Ebm] Anna's guns were blazin' [Db] and the cannons used [Gb] to roar.
[Db] And his eyes turn [Gb] sort of misty and [Db] his heart begins [Gb] to glow,
[Db] And he takes his [Ebm] hat off slowly _ _ to the men of _ Alamo.
_ To _ the thirteen days of glory _ at _ the siege of _ Alamo. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ebm] In the southern part of Texas, in [Db] the town of San Antonio,
Is a fortress [Ebm] all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown.
_ You may look in vain for crosses, [Db] and you'll never see a one,
But [Ebm] sometimes between the setting [Db] and the rising [Gb] of the sun,
You [Db] can hear a [Gb] ghostly bugle [Db] as the men go [Gb] marching by,
You [Db] can hear them [Ebm] as they answer to that roll call in the sky.
_ _ [Bbm] Colonel Travis, [Ebm] Davy [Abm] Crockett, and a [Bbm] hundred eighty more,
[Fm] Captain Dickinson, [Bb] Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.
[Ebm] Back in _ 1836, Houston said to Travis,
Get some volunteers and go fortify [Gb] the Alamo.
Well, the men [Ebm] came from Texas and [Gb] from old [Db] Tennessee,
[Ebm] And they joined up with [Db] Travis [Ebm] just to fight [Abm] for the right [Bb] to be free. _ _
_ [Ebm] Indian scouts with squirrel guns, men with muzzle loaders,
Stood [Gb] together heel and [Ebm] toe to defend the Alamo.
You may ne'er see your loved ones, [Gb] Travis told them [Db] that day,
[Ebm] Those who won [Db] too can leave now, [Ebm] those who fight [Abm] to the death [Bb] let them stay. _ _
[Ebm] In the sand he drew a line with his army saber.
Out of a hundred eighty-five, not a soldier crossed the line.
[Gb] With his banners [Ebm] a-dancin' in [Gb] the dawn's [Db] golden light,
[Ebm] Santa Anna [Db] came prancin' on [Ebm] a horse [Abm] that was black [Bb] as the night.
_ _ [Ebm] Said an officer to tell Travis to [Ab] surrender,
[Bb] _
Travis [Gb] answered with a [Ebm] shell and a rousing rabble yell,
Santa [Gb] Anna turned scarlet, played the quail, oh [Db] he roared,
[Ebm] I will show [Db] them no quarter, [Ebm] everyone [Abm] will be put [Bb] to the sword.
_ One [Ebm] hundred and eighty-five, holdin' back five thousand,
Five [Db] days, [Ebm] six days, eight days, ten, Travis held and held [Gb] again.
Then he sent [Ebm] for replacements for [Gb] his wounded [Db] and lame,
[Ebm] But the troops [Db] that were comin' never [Ebm] came, [Abm] never [Bb] came, never came.
_ Twice he charged [Ebm] then blew recall on the fatal third time,
Santa [Gb] Anna breached the [Ebm] wall and he killed them one and all.
[Gb] Now the [Ebm] bugles are silent and [Gb] there's rust on [Db] each sword,
[Ebm] And the small band [Db] of soldiers [Gb] lie asleep in the arms of the Lord.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the southern part of Texas near the [Db] town of San Antonio,
[Ebm] Like a statue on his fiddle rides a cowboy all alone.
_ And he sees the cattle grazin' [Db] where a century before,
Santa [Ebm] Anna's guns were blazin' [Db] and the cannons used [Gb] to roar.
[Db] And his eyes turn [Gb] sort of misty and [Db] his heart begins [Gb] to glow,
[Db] And he takes his [Ebm] hat off slowly _ _ to the men of _ Alamo.
_ To _ the thirteen days of glory _ at _ the siege of _ Alamo. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _