The True story of Davy Crockett king of the wild frontier

Davy Crockett king of the wild frontier
Davy was born in Tennessee (Not too sure if it was on a mountain top) on August 17th. 1786. He once told his dad he would like to hunt with a rifle but daddy told him he couldn’t afford the rifle shot as Davy would properly miss and waste his money.
So the chanced of him “killing a bear when he was only three” was maybe a myth? What do you think? Davy Crockett was the man with three ears: a right ear, a left ear and a wild frontier, or did I just read that somewhere?
Davy runs away from home
Poor old Davy! His father would beat him for the slightest thing so when Davy began to skip school more and more he decided to run away from home to avoid the beating he knew he would get, when his father found out.
He spent the next three years going from town to town learning the skills of a hunter and a trapper, he returned home when he was 15
While he had been away Davy’s Dad had opened a tavern and Davy popped in to get a meal he sat there unannounced and watched his family move about working at their chores, until his oldest sister Betsy (Davy named his rifle after her) recognised him and cried out, look everyone it’s Davy, he’s come home.
Much to Davy surprise they come round him and hugged him and were very pleased to see him and more surprising his Dad was pleased to see his too.
But his Dad who was in debt, hired out Davy to a friend, to help clear his debt, good old Dad, he knew what he was doing.
Rifle man and a politician
Over time Davy became an excellent rifle man and On September 24, 1813, Davy joined the Second Regiment of Tennessee Volunteer Mounted Riflemen.
He began to get involved into politics and in 1826 he was elected to the House of Representatives.
As a congressman he supported the rights of squatters and the fought for their right to buy land in the west, he once said “I bark at no man’s bid. I will never come and go, and fetch and carry, at the whistle of the great man in the White House no matter who he is, he would often be critical of his Congressional colleagues, fighting an election in the east saying “I told the people of my district that I would serve them as faithfully as I had done; but if not … you may all go to hell, and I will go to Texas.
He was defeated and so off he went to Texas (Little rascal wasn’t he)
All together now
Like a lot of the historical figures of the old west, a lot of the stories were embellished somewhat, but one thing is true he was quite a guy, serving in politics and fighting for his country.
The song go’s

Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
Greenest state in the land of the free.
Raised in the woods so he knew every tree,
Killed him a bear when he was only three.
Davy, Davy Crockett King of the Wild Frontier.
Fought single handed through the Indian war,
Till the Creeks was whipped and peace was restored.
And while he was handling this risky chore,
he made himself a legend, forevermore.
Davy, Davy Crockett the man who don’t know fear.
He went of to Congress and served a spell
Fixing up the government and laws as well.
Took over Washington, I heard tell,
and patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell.
Davy, Davy Crockett, seeing his duty clear.
When he came home, his politicking was done,
while the western march had just begun.
So he packed his gear, and his trusty gun
and let out a grinning to follow the sun. (All together now)
Davy, Davy Crockett, Leading the Pioneer

David Crockett died a hero at the battle of the Alamo on March 6 1836 (I wonder if he wore his hat made out of the fur of a raccoon)?
His name will always stand for the spirit of the American frontier, as an Indian fighter and a hunter of the old west.