 Now engine fighting is something he knows, so he shoulders his rifle and off he goes. Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear. Off through the woods he's a-marching along, making up yarns and singing a song. Itchy for fighting and righting the wrong, he's ringy as a bar and twice as strong. Davy, Davy Crockett, the buckskin buccaneer.