He's called Fernandez
Livin' on a gun
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting in the sun [bad word] so loud from outside
Makes it hard to dream
rain is fallin' hard and fast
Makes it all seem real [bad word] mornin
Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Said he must be there

Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh, and I cried
And I cry, cry, cry, cry, cried

Mornin', sad mornin'
Mexican

Siñorita pining [bad word] 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 [bad word] mornin'
Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Heaven will be there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh and out loud
Ha ha ha ha ha