Ballad Of Davy Crockett

Traditional

Written by TOM BLACKBURN and GEORGE BRUNS } see Greenest state in the Land of the Free tree Kilt him a b'ar when he was only three. Davy, } ier! ln eighteen thirteen the Creeks uprose Addin' redskin arrows to the country's woes Now, Injun fightin' is somethin' he knows So he shoulders his rifle an' off he goes. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! Off through the woods he's a marchin' along Makin' up yarns an' a singin' a song Itchin' for fightin' an' rightin' a wrong He's ringy as a b'ar an twict as strong. Davy, Davy Crockett, The buckskin buccaneer! Andy Jackson is our gen'ral's name His reg'lar soldiers we'll put to shame Them redskin varmints us volunteers 'll tame 'Cause we got the guns with the sure-fire aim. Davy, Davy Crockett, The champion of us all! Headed back to war from the ol' home place But Red Stick was leadin' a merry chase Fightin' an' burnin' at a devil's pace South to the swamps on the Florida Trace. Davy, Davy Crockett, Trackin' the redskins down! Fought single-handed through the Injun War Till the Creeks was whipped an' peace was in store An' while he was handlin' this risky chore Made hisself a legend for evermore. Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the wild frontier! He give his word an' he give his hand That his Injun friends could keep their land An' the rest of his life he took the stand That justice was due every redskin band. Davy, Davy Crockett, Holdin' his promise dear! Home fer the, winter with his family, Happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree, Bein' the father he wanted to be, Close to his boys as the pod an' the pea. Davy, Davy Crockett, Holdin' his young 'uns dear! But the ice went out an' the warm winds came An' the meltin' snow showed tracks of game An' the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flame An' all of a sudden life got too tame. Davy, Davy Crockett, Headin' on West again! Off through the woods we're ridin' along Makin' up yarn's an' singin' a song He's ringy as a b'ar an' twict as strong An 'knows he's right 'cause he aint often 'wrong. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear? Off through the woods we're ridin' along Makin' up yarns an' singin' a 'song He's ringy as a b'ar an' twict as strong An' knows he's right 'cause be ain't often wrong. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! Lookin' fer a place where the air smells clean Where the trees is tall an' the grass is green Where the fish is fat in an untouched stream An' the teemin' woods is a hunter's dream. Davy, Davy Crockett, Lookin' fer Paradise! Now he'd lost his love an his grief was gall In his heart he wanted to leave it all An' lose himself in the forests tall But he answered instead his country's call. Davy, Davy Crockett, Beginnin' his campaign! Needin' his help they didn't vote blind They put in Davy 'cause he was their kind Sent up to Nashville the best they could find A fightin' Spirit an' a thinkin' mind. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! The votes were counted an' he won hands down So they sent him off to Washin'ton town With his best dress suit still his buckskins brown A livin' legend of growin' renown. Davy, Davy Crockett, The Canebrake Congressman! He went off to Congress an' served a spell Fixin' up the Gover'ment an' laws as well Took over Washin'ton so we heered tell An' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell. Davy, Davy Crockett, Seein' his duty clear! Him an' his jokes travelled all through the land An' his speeches made him friends to beat the band His politickin' was their favorite brand An' everyone wanted to shake his hand. Davy, Davy Crockett, Helpin' his legend grow! He knew when he spoke he sounded the knell Of his hopes for White House and fame as well But he spoke out strong so hist'ry books tell An' patched up the crack In the liberty Bell. Davy, Davy Crockett, Seein' his duty clear! When he come home his politickin' done The western march had just begun So he packed his gear an' his trusty gun An' lit out grinnin' to follow the sun. Davy, Davy Crockett, Leadin' the pioneer! He heard of Houston an' Austin an' so To the Texas plains he jest had to go Where freedom was fightin' another foe An' they needed him at the Alamo. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! His land is biggest an' his land is best From grassy plains to the mountain crest He's ahead of us all meetin' the test Followin' his legend into the West. Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the wild frontier!

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