Alba s touto skladbou:
One Step at a Time,
A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh.
Any man that would fight to the death cross over,
But him that would live better fly
And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine
Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below,
That men where ever they go, will remember the Alamo
Bowie lay dyin', but his powder was ready and dry
Flat on his back Bowie killed him a few in reply
And young David Crockett was singin' and laughin',
With gallantry fierce in his eyes
For God and for freedom, a man more than willin' to die
Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below,
that men where ever they go, will remember the Alamo
And then they sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud,
With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
"Grieve not little darlin' my dyin', if Texas is sovereign and free,
We'll never surrender and ever with liberty be"
Hey Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below,
that men where ever they go, will remember the Alamo
