We don’t normally think of the Ballad of Davy Crockett when someone says “oldie song” but for those living in the 50’s, it brings back lots of memories…like the coon-skin cap, my cap gun, “The Wonderful World Of Disney” with Walt Disney as the host, and why didn’t Fess Parker become the star instead of Buddy Ebson.
If you want to listen to the song while you read this blog, just click on
Fess Parker - The ballad of Davy Crockett
To refresh your memory, here are the familiar lyrics.
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the land of the free.
Raised in the woods so’s he knew every tree,
Killed him a bear when he was only three.
Davy, Davy Crockett King of the Wild Frontier.
Fought single handed through the Injun war,
Till the Creeks was whipped and peace was restored.
And while he was handling this risky chore,
Made himself a legend, forevermore.
Davy, Davy Crockett the man who don’t know fear.
He went of to Congress and served a spell
Fixin’ up the government and laws as well.
Took over Washington, I heard tell,
And patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell.
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein’ his duty clear.
When he come home, his politickin’ was done,
While the western march had just begun.
So he packed his gear, and his trusty gun
And let out a grinnin’ to follow the sun.
Davy, Davy Crockett, Leadin the Pioneer.
Oh yea, I remember now! How about posting an entire collection of these ballads?
Comment by Tony Deluca — June 6, 2009 @ 10:06 am
We just added
Sgt Barry Sadler - Ballad Of The Green Beret - 1968
Fighting soldiers from the sky
Fearless men who jump and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the Green Beret
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America’s best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Trained to live off nature’s land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the Green Berets
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, America’s best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the Green Beret
Back at home a young wife waits
Her Green Beret has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request
Put silver wings on my son’s chest
Make him one of America’s best
He’ll be a man they’ll test one day
Have him win the Green Beret
Comment by Old Biker — November 23, 2011 @ 2:21 pm