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BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS (Written by Jimmy Driftwood) Johnny Horton In 1814, we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody British in a town in New Orleans. We fired our guns and the British kept a-coming There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more, and they began to running, On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. We looked down the river and we see'd the British come and there musta' been a hundred of 'em beating on the drum. They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing. We fired our guns, and the British kept a-coming There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to running, On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Ole Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise If we didn't fire our muskets 'till we look 'em in the eyes. We held our fire 'til we seen their faces well Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em... Well.. We fired our guns, and the British kept a-coming There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to running, On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Well they ran through the briars, and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go. They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round. We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind, And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind. We fired our guns and the British kept a-coming There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago. We fired once more and they began to running, On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go. They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. hup, hup, three, four. sound, off, three, four. hup, hup, three, four.

    


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