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In 1814 we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp' We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the ****** British in the town of 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 Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We looked down the river and we seen the British come And there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drums They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing Old Hickory said we could take 'em by suprise If we didn't fire a musket 'til we looked 'em in the eyes We held our fire 'til we seen their faces well We opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go They ran so fast the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down Then we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind And when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
The Battle Of New Orleans
In 1814 we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp' We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the ****** British in the town of 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 Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We looked down the river and we seen the British come And there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drums They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing Old Hickory said we could take 'em by suprise If we didn't fire a musket 'til we looked 'em in the eyes We held our fire 'til we seen their faces well We opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go They ran so fast the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down Then we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind And when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind
By: Jimmy Driftwood http://www.bluegrasslyrics.com/node/963
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
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