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Red Banner, No Quarter

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Early on a cold March morning a handful of men took a stand in the year of eighteen thirty six when a sabre drew a line in the sand it was victory or death for the valiant few outnumbered and out-gunned surrender and be spared an ultimatum they knew with a cannon shot by Travis it was shunned even as the day was dawning the handful of men held their ground thirteen days in San Antonio such a fearful sight a dreadful sound Santa Ana gave the order, 'Fly the red banner, show no quarter,' a bloody battle to the bitter end while the Mexican band played 'El Degüello' now the guns are silent the smoke has cleared to this day Texians all say, "Remember the Alamo."

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