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13 Days At The Alamo (Track 6) | American History Album | Folk Blues

🎵 13 DAYS AT THE ALAMO 🎵 Track 6 from the American History Album - the story of the 13-day siege that became a rallying cry for Texas independence. 🎸 GENRE 🎸 Folk with Modern Blues Guitar 🇺🇸 ABOUT THIS SONG 🇺🇸 February-March 1836. 200 defenders faced 5,000 Mexican soldiers at a mission in San Antonio. Travis drew a line in the sand. Bowie burned with fever. Crockett held the line. For thirteen days they held the Alamo, knowing they would die. On day thirteen, at dawn, the walls were breached. Not a single defender survived. But their sacrifice wasn't in vain - "Remember the Alamo!" became the battle cry at San Jacinto, where Texas won its independence. This somber folk ballad chronicles each day of the siege, from the first cannon fire to the final stand. 📝 LYRICS 📝 Day one, they surround the walls, five thousand men arrive, Day two, Travis draws the line, every man decides to die, Day three, we count our powder, count the water that we got, Thirteen days at the Alamo, this is what we brought, 🎵 Day four, the cannons start to roar, shaking mission stone, Day five, we write our letters back to everyone at home, Day six, Bowie's burning fever, Crockett holds the line, Running low on everything, running out of time, 🎵 Thirteen days... at the Alamo, These are the walls... where we make our stand, Thirteen days... at the Alamo, This is our last command, 🎵 Day seven, watching campfires burning all around the fort, Day eight, their blood red flag is flying, no mercy or support, Day nine, we know the ending, still we load our guns, Better die right here as free men, than to break and run, 🎵 Day ten, the walls are crumbling, dust falls from above, Day eleven, thinking of our Texas, everyone we love, Day twelve, we sharpen all our blades, count our final rounds, Tomorrow when the sun comes up, we'll make our final sounds, 🎵 Thirteen days... at the Alamo, These are the walls... where we make our stand, Thirteen days... at the Alamo, This is our last command, 🎵 Day thirteen, the dawn breaks red, Scaling walls in the dark, Hand to hand we fought them hard, Left our final mark, 🎵 When the smoke had finally cleared, silence filled the air, Not a single man survived, bodies everywhere, But Texas heard the story, San Jacinto heard the call, Remember the Alamo, remember how we fall, 🎵 Thirteen days... at the Alamo, These were the walls... where we made our stand, Thirteen days... at the Alamo, That was our last command, 🎵 Day one through thirteen, (At the Alamo), Day one through thirteen, (At the Alamo)... 🔔 Subscribe for more tracks from the American History Album 💬 Share your thoughts in the comments 🇺🇸 Honoring American history through music #13DaysAtTheAlamo #TheAlamo #AmericanHistory #FolkBlues #AIMusic #PatrioticMusic #TexasHistory