The Mexican

Chico Fernandez
Beating on a drum
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting against the sun
Drums so loud from both sides
Makes it hard to dream
The rain is fallin' hard and fast
Makes it all seem real
Morning, come morning
A Chico’s gotta have his share
Morning, sad morning
Said he must be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a dance, and a sigh
And I cry, cry, cry, cry, cried
Senorita pining
Chico come on home
Santa Anna’s losing
You’ll be first to go
Sam Houston’s laughing
Davy Crockett too
When Anna takes the Alamo
The first to go is you
Morning, come morning
A Chico’s gotta have his share
Morning, sad morning
Heaven will be there
Morning, sad morning
What a laugh and out loud
Ha ha ha ha ha