LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Battle Of New Orleans
In eighteen-fourteen we took a little tripAlong with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp'We took a little bacon and we took a little beansFought the bloody British in the town of New OrleansWe fired our guns and the British kept a comin'Wadn't night as many as there was a while agoWe fired once more and they began to runnin'Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of MexicoWell we looked down the river and we seen the British comeAnd there must've been a hubdred of 'em beatin' on the drumStepped so high and they began to singWe stood beside the cotton bails and didn't say a thingWe fired our guns...Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the bramblesAnd they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't goThey ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'emDown the Mississippi to the Gulf of MexicoWell we fired our cannon till the barrel melted downThen we grabbed an alligator and we fought another roundWe filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behindAnd when we took the powder off the 'gator lost his mindWe fired our guns...Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the bramblesAnd they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't goUm pa pa pa um pa pa pa on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of MexicoWhoopie whoopie get in line there boysWe fired our guns...Yeah they ran through the briars...Ha ha you can't catch me can't catch me there redcoat
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