Battle of New Orleans

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In  18 - 14   we took a lit-tle trip

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A- long with gen-‘ral Jack-son 

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Down the might-ty Mis-sis-sip

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We took a lit-tle ba-con 

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And we took a lit-tle beans

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And we caught the blood-y Brit-ish 

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In  the town of New Or-leans
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[Chorus:]

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We fired our guns and 

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The Brit-ish kept a com-in’

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There was-n't nigh as ma-ny 

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As there was a while a-go

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We fired once more 

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And they com-menced to run-nin' 

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Down the Mis-sis-sip-pi 

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To the Gulf of Me-xi-co
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We looked down the 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 the bugles ring.
We stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

[Chorus]

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 with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well

[Chorus]

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
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.

[Chorus]

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
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico