Ballad of Davy Crockett

Born on a mountain top in Tennessee Green estate in the land of the free Raised in the woods, so's a new ever tree Killed him the bar when he was only three Baby, baby, cocky King of the Wild Frontier Thought single handed through the engine war Till the creeks was whipped and the peace wasn't stored

While he was handling this risky chore made a self-legend forevermore. Baby, baby, pocket the man who don't know fear. He went off to Congress and served us bail, fixing up a government laws his way.

He took over Washington, so I hear a tale, and patched up a crack in the neighborhood bail. Baby, baby, pocket sin is too declared. When he come home his politics and done while the western march adjust the gun So he packed his gear and his trusty gun and let out the grinning the fall of the Sun

He heard of Houston and Austin and soul to the Texas plane he just had to go their freedom was a fight another whoa Baby, baby, Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier