Texas King

There was a young boy named Willie Philip King He was strong as an oak and brave as he could be When Travis called he said I'll go and fight for Texas to be free I'll make Daddy proud of me I'll make Mama proud of me He packed up his bag he left everything behind With a gunny sack and a fifth of homemade wine He tipped his hat he flashed a smile and said Mama I'll be fine And his mama cried And his daddy cried He made it to Bexar March 1st of '36 To the mission walls at the cannons he took his place For five long days he stood there firm and looked danger in its face He was unafraid Of fear there was no trace There was a young boy named Willie Philip King He was a hero to Texas a hero to you and me When Travis called he said I'll go and fight for Texas to be free And boy was Texas proud of King A Texas king he'll always be