Gather round you children and i'll tell you of a man Who blazed a trail of freedom on which this frontier stands Wagon wheels across the sand The deeds he had were many and the foes he had but few The brother of shushony marksman bold and true The hero that the white man never knew Jim bowie lived by the blade But the knife cuts both ways His people lost his honour saved It was men like jim bowie on which this land was made I saw him in a vision with his dagger at his side He trod the path of glory where the righteous ones abide Twas there he found his indian bride A master of the falcon the skins he had to trade He travelled to the outlands where the price of blood is paid Where dead men and the bounty hunters lay God cast him down and he fell into the fire His spirit trailed While the flames were rising higher and higher