(Sung from the perspective of Davy Crockett)
Come gather round me children, a story I will tell:
About a famous hunter; Daniel Boone his name.
His skill with gun and knife was known throughout the land;
An Indian fighter fearless, one of natures greatest men.
(Chorus)
He roamed the rugged mountains, and through the valleys fair;
In search of game to keep his family there.
His trusty rifle faithful never once failed him,
To provide the food to share.
In Kentucky there he settled in a cabin made of logs;
And raised a fine famliy that made their way and thrived.
The Indians tried to drive them out, that did not work as planned;
Because old Dani'el could out smart any Indian in the land.
(Chorus)
He roamed the rugged mountains, and through the valleys fair;
In search of game to keep his family there.
His trusty rifle faithful never once failed him,
To provide the food to share.
Now Dan'el grew quite wealthy and his fame spread fast and wide;
A member of the senate back in those long gone days.
When old age crept around the corner Daniel laid his rifle down;
His soul soared high up heaven when God called this great man home.
(Chorus)
He roamed the rugged mountains, and through the valleys fair;
In search of game to keep his family there.
His trusty rifle faithful never once failed him,
To provide the food to share.