Last Night At The Alamo Lyrics by Charley Crockett
He never claimed to be a cowboy
But he sure could sing the songs
And he rode a silver eagle
His whole life long
He never said he was an outlaw
Though at times he was
He wasn’t in it for the money
He only did it for the love
Deep in the blue fields of his mind
That’s where he thinks of you
Last night at the Alamo
He laid down his guns
Virtuous and sincere
Behind a crystal cup
There’s some folks that drink in here
Who’d rather go without food
Than to look upon the mirror
And tell themselves the truth
Over the mountains of his mind
That’s where he dreams of you
It’s well known that it takes money
If you’d like to live
But there’s more waitin’ for you
If you find something to give
He never claimed to be a cowboy
But some say that he is
Deep in the valley there’s a clearing
That’s where he rides with you