Ballad of Davy Crockett

(Tom Blackburn - George Burns)



Born on a mountain top in Tennessee

Greenest state in the land of the Free

Raised in the woods so's he knew every tree

Lilt him a bar when he was only three.

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier.



In 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 and 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 and a singin' a song

Itchin' for fightin' and rightin' a wrong

He's crazy as a bar and twice as strong.

Davy, Davy Crockett, the buckskin buccaneer.



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.



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When he come home his politickin' done

The western march had just begun

So he packed his gear and his trusty gun

And lit out grinnin' to follow the sun.

Davy, Davy Crockett, leading the pioneer.



He heard of Houston and Austin

So to the Texas plains he just had to go

Where freedom was fightin' another foe

And they needed him at the Alamo.

Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear.



His land is the biggest and his land is best

From grassy plains to the mountain crest

He's ahead of us all meetin' the test

Following his legend in to the West

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier...