DBattle of New Orleans, Johnny Horton
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
1 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 a river and we see’d 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
[CHORUS 1]
Old Hickory said, “We could take ‘em by surprise
If we didn’t fire our muskets ’til we looked ‘em in the eye”
We held our fire ’til we see’d their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave ‘em Hell
[CHORUS 1]
2 Yeah, they ran through the briers 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 ’til 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
[CHORUS 1 – 2]
Hut, two, three, four, Sound off, three, four
Hut, two, three, four, Sound off, three, four
Hut, two, three, four, Hut, two, three, four
