"Crockett's Prayer" lyrics - SHANE SMITH & THE SAINTS

Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie
It seems that our numbers have started to fall
If our missions were made for the will of the holy
Then surely his will says this mission won't fall

Boys grab your guns and get on your horses
And leave all your wives and your children at home
'Cause Travis sent word that his men are outnumbered
Inside a mission in San Antone

Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie
It seems that our numbers have started to fall
If our missions were made for the will of the holy
Then surely his will says this mission won't fall

Everyman's fight starts with believin'
Believe that the lives that we lose here today
Send out a ripple to Texans a many
Belive that a ripple soon brings way

Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie
It seems that our numbers have started to fall
If our missions were made for the will of the holy
Then surely his will says this mission must fall

Throw up a prayer for me too, won't ya Davie
It seems that our numbers have started to fall
If our missions were made for the will of the holy
Then maybe his will says this mission must fall
After all
After all