THE BATTLE OF KOOKAMONGA (Parody of the "Battle of New Orleans" by Johnny Horton) (Jimmie Driftwood / J.J. Reynolds) Homer & Jethro (Henry D. "Homer" Haynes & Kenneth C. "Jethro" Burns) In 1959 we took a little hike With our scout master down to Lake Oneeganite. We took a little pizza and we took some saurkrauts, And we marched along together till we heard The Girl Scouts. CHORUS We're the boys from Camp Kookamonga! Our mothers sent us here for to study nature's ways. We learned to make sparks by rubbing sticks together, But if we catch the girls then we'll set the woods ablaze! (And I was mad because me mother sent me up here! Ha-ha-ha!) Well we crept up to the water and we see the girls a-swimmin. There musta been 100 of them pretty young women! They looked so fine even birds forgot to sing! We lay down in the poison oak and didn't say a thing. CHORUS (Hey, will one of you fellas scratch my back?) Well our counselor said we could take them by surprise; If we didn't say a word till we looked them in the eyes. We kept real still and we had our eyes aglued! We saw how they were dressed they were swimming in the...wellll now! CHORUS 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 even we couldn't catch them, From Lake Oneeganite all the way to Buffalo! (Hey, fellers, wait for me!) Well we ran right after them till everyone was pooped, So we rested for a moment and our forces we regrouped. Then we saw the girls behind some evergreens Captured by a company of United States Marines! CHORUS (Aww, them big guys get everything!) 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 even we couldn't catch them, From Lake Oneeganite all the way to Buffalo! A-rootie-toot-toot, a-rootie-toot-toot, A-we are the boys from the Boy Scout troop! We don't smoke and we don't chew, And we don't go where the girls that do! (fade out of calling and whooping) (Contributed by ah07_1999 - June 2006) ***** THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS (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 the town of New Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We looked down the river and we seed the British come And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes We held our fire till we seed their faces well Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em ..Well....we... …fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah 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 till the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah 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 SPOKEN TAG Hut, hut, three, four Sound off, three, four Hut, hut, three, four Sound off, three, four Hut, hut, three, four *****