THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS (Jimmy
Driftwood) JOHNNY HORTON (Columbia
1959)
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
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