Battle of New Orleans

(Jimmie Driftwood)



In eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip

Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp'

We took a little bacon and we took a little beans

We caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.



We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'

There wasn't nare 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 see the British come

There must've been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drums

They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring

We stood beside our cotton bails and didn't say a thing.



We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'

There wasn't nare 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.



Ol' 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 guns and really gave 'em well.



We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'

There wasn't nare 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 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 nare 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 guns and the British kept a comin'

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico...