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| Lyrics: | 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 Kilt him a b'ar 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 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' and rightin' a wrong He's ringy as a b'ar and twice as strong. Davy, Davy Crockett, The buckskin buccaneer! Andy Jackson is our general'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' and 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 And 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 and he give his hand That his Injun friends could keep their land And 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 and the pea. Davy, Davy Crockett, Holdin' his young 'uns dear! But the ice went out and the warm winds came And the meltin' snow showed tracks of game And the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flame And 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 yarns and singin' a song He's ringy as a b'ar and twice as strong And knows he's right 'cause he 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 and the grass is green Where the fish is fat in an untouched stream And the teamin' 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 And 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 and a thinkin' mind. Davy, Davy Crockett, The man who don't know fear! The votes were counted and 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' reknown. Davy, Davy Crockett, The Canebrake Congressman! He went off to Congress and served a spell Fixin' up the Gover'ment and laws as well Took over Washin'ton so we heared tell And patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell. Davy, Davy Crockett, Seein' his duty clear! Him and his jokes travelled all through the land And his speeches made him friends to beat the band His politickin' was their favorite brand And 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 And 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 and his trusty gun And lit out grinnin' to follow the sun. Davy, Davy Crockett, Leadin' the pioneer! He heard of Houston and Austin and so To the Texas plains he jest 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 biggest and 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! |
Davy Crockett Camping Song 
