| Born on a mountain in Tennessee
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| Greenest state in the land of the free
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| Raised in the woods so’s he knew every tree
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| He killed him a b’ar when he was only three
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier
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| Fought single-handed thru the Injun war
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| 'Till the Creeks was whipped and the peace was in store
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| And while he was a’handlin' this risky chore
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| Made hisself a legend forever more
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don’t know fear
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| When he lost his love, his grief was gall
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| In his heart, he wanted to leave it all
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| And lose hisself in the forest tall
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| But he answered, instead, his country’s call
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, the choice of the whole frontier
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| He went off to Congress and served a spell
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| Fixin' up the government and laws as well
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| Took over Washington, so I hear tell
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| And patched up a crack in the Liberty Bell
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear
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| When he came home, his politickin' done
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| Why, the big western march had just begun
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| So he packed his gear and his trusty gun
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| And lit out a’grinnin' to follow the sun
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, leadin' the pioneer
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| His land is the biggest, his land is the best
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| From grassy plaines to the mountain crest
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| He’s ahead of us all and meetin' the test
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| And a’follern' his legend right into the west
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier
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| Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier |