REMEMBER THE ALAMO
Written by: Barry P. Foley Copyright © 18 September 2001
Playing Texas playing one night stands, wound up in ole San Antone Called up an old buddy to set in with me, only 60 miles from his home Played that night to a sold out crowd, left them yellin’ for more Walked back over to my hotel, right across from the Alamo
At the hotel bar were two young ladies, already two sheets to the wind Big city gals who just flew into town, for some kinda convention We closed the bar and got a bottle to go, headed up to my room Continue the party with our new found friends, and pick a few more tunes
We sang Blame It On Mexico, Tequila Sheila, and Buffet‘s Margaretville Our party ladies passed out on the floor, I guess they had their fill When the tequila ran out, we hit that mini bar, as the sun was starting to show We toasted the sun, with baby bottles rum and yelled, "Remember the Alamo“
My buddy said goodbye and headed home, with a story to suit his wife Me and my lady headed to Mexico, for the party of our lives We crossed the border at Nuevo Laredo, bought a bottle of cheap Mescal Found a hotel room with the bar downstairs, serving cold Corona on tap
I sang Blame It On Mexico, Pancho and Lefty and whatever came to my head She wanted to make up, for last night, she was wild and crazy in bed We made love for a hour, she took a shower and told me she had to go We toasted for fun and ate the Mescal worm and yelled, „Remember the Alamo“
I quit the road and settled down, put that crazy life behind Opened me up a little music store and got married for the second time Just last year a postcard came, from a New York Broadway show With a lipstick print and just three words, "Remember the Alamo“
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