The Ballad of Davy Crockett

Day-V, Day-V, Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier. Born on a mountain top in Tennessee, The greenest stayed in the land of the free, Raised in the woods so he knew every tree, And killed him a bar when he was only three.

Day-V, Day-V, Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier. He fought single-handed through the Indian wars, The priest was whipped and peace was in store While he was hamming this brisket chore He made himself a legend forevermore David, David, Rocket, King of the Wild Frontier When he lost his love, his grief was gone In his heart he wanted to leave it all

And lose his self in the forest tall But he answered instead his country's fall David, David Crockett, Joyce of the whole frontier In and out of Congress and served us well Fixing up the government and laws as well Look over Washington so we hear tell And patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell

Baby, David Crockett, serving his country well. When he came home, his politics and done Why the big western march had just begun He packed up his gear in his trusty gun And led out to grinning to follow the sun Baby, David Crockett, leading the fire on his And his biggest and his land is best

From grassy plains to the mountain crest He's ahead of us all A meeting the test And borrowing his legend Right into the west Day be a day be quiet King of the wild frontier King