The Battle of New Orleans

The Battle of New Orleans - Jimmie Driftwood

Well 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

Well I seed Mars Jackson come a-walkin' 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 to the sea

Well the French told Andrew

You had better run

For packenham's acomin' with a bullet in his gun

Old hickory said he didn't give a d**n

He's a-gonna whup the britches off of Colonel Packenham

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 a running

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 them beating on the drum

They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring

While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing

Old hickory said we could take e'm by surprise

If we didn't fire a musket till

We looked e'm in the eyes

We held our fire till we seed their face well

Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave e'm 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 a running

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 the hounds couldn't catch e'm

Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well we fired our cannons till the barrels melted down

So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round

We filled his head with minie 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 was all a-showin' like a bunch of billy goats

They ran down the river with their tongues a-hanging out

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

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 a running

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 the 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

Well the guide who brung the British from the sea

Come a-limping into camp just as sick as he could be

He said the dying words of Colonel Packenham

Was you better quit your foolin' with your cousin Uncle Sam

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 a running

Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well we'll March back home but we'll never be content

Till we make old hick'ry 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'

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

We fired once more and they began a running

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 the hounds couldn't catch 'em

Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

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 a running

Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico