The Ballad of Davy Crockett

Day B, Day B, 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 B, Day B, Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier. He fought single handed to the Indian Ward, The spreaks was whipped and peace was in store While he was handling this brisket chore He made his self-a-legend forevermore Day be, day be, grocket 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 tall Baby, baby, Crockett, choice of the whole frontier In and of the Congress and served as spell Fixing up the government and laws as well Took over Washington so we'd 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, I'll leave the fire near

Crass, he's ahead of us all the test And following his legend West In David Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier