The Battle of New Orleans Songtext
von 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

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn′t 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 drums
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin′
There wasn't 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


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, well

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin′
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin 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 'til the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannon balls, and 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 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

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