Chico Fernandez
Sleepin' on his gun
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting in the sun
Drums so loud from both sides
Makes it hard to dream
Ah, bruises fallin' hard and fast
Makes it all seem real
Mornin', come mornin'
A Chico gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Said he must be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
Well, I laughed, and I cried
And I cry-cry-cry-cry–cried
Mornin', sad mornin'
Mexican
Señorita's 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"
Mornin', come mornin'
A Chico gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Heaven will be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
Well, I laughed, and I laughed
Ha-ha-ha-ha–ha