We have traveled hard and far
and I am not sure were we are
our captain says we are close to San Antone
From the town of Saltillo
we moved North, to Alamo
and weeks have passed since I have seen my home
Of Santa Ana's army I am part of
and Mexico the country that I love
Now them rebels I don't hate
I will do my duty straight
and pray to return soon, if God be served
Santa Ana moves us fast
for the horses, not much grass
the winter 's cold
marsh and muddy grounds we crossed
but he says will give us land
perhaps all will be worth it, in the end
Of politics I know not much at all
I only march to honor duty's call
To them rebels I don't hate
I still do my duty straight
I pray to return soon, if God be served
pray to return soon, if God be served
and I am not sure were we are
our captain says we are close to San Antone
From the town of Saltillo
we moved North, to Alamo
and weeks have passed since I have seen my home
Of Santa Ana's army I am part of
and Mexico the country that I love
Now them rebels I don't hate
I will do my duty straight
and pray to return soon, if God be served
Santa Ana moves us fast
for the horses, not much grass
the winter 's cold
marsh and muddy grounds we crossed
but he says will give us land
perhaps all will be worth it, in the end
Of politics I know not much at all
I only march to honor duty's call
To them rebels I don't hate
I still do my duty straight
I pray to return soon, if God be served
pray to return soon, if God be served
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