Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the Land of the Free,
Raised in the woods so’s he knew ev’ry 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.
No, 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’ fer 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.
Rest of these lyrics comin’ soon, this song has like 20 verses
