Battle Of New Orleans

Well, in 18 and 14 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 met the bloody British near the town of New Orleans

We fired our guns, and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, I seed Mars Jackson a-walklin' down the street

And a-talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafitte

He gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee

And the pirate said he'd help us drive the British in the sea

The French told Andrew, "You'd better run

For Pakenham's a-comin' with a bullet in his gun"

Old Hickory said he didn't give a damn

He's a-gonna whip the britches off of Colonel Pakenham

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, 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

While we stood beside our cotton bales, didn't say a thing

Old Hickory said we'd take 'em by surprise

If we didn't fire a musket 'til we looked 'em in the eyes

We held our fire 'til we seed their faces well

Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em hell

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

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

Well, we fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down

So, we grabbed a alligator, and we fought another round

We filled his head with Minié balls and powdered his behind

And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

They lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats

And their tails were all a-showin' like a bunch of billy goats

They run down the river with their tongues hangin' out

And they said they got a lickin' which there wasn't any doubt

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, we marched back to town in our dirty ragged pants

And we danced all night with them pretty girls from France

We couldn't understand 'em but they had the sweetest charms

And we understood 'em better when we got 'em in our arms

The guide who brung the British from the sea

Came a-limpin' into camp just as sick as he could be

He said the dyin' words of the Colonel Pakenham

Was, "You better quit you're foolin' with your cousin, Uncle Sam"

Fired our guns, and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, we'll march back home but we'll never be content

'Til we make Old Hickory the people's president

And every time we think about the bacon and the beans

We'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans

We fired our guns, and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

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

Fired our guns, and the British kept a-comin'

But there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago

We fired once more, and they began runnin'

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico