Battle of New Orleans (midi)
1. Well, in 1814, we took a little trip,
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along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp.
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took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
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and we met the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
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there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
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fired once more and they began a running,
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down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
2. Well, I seed Marse
Jackson come a-walkin' down
the street,
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and a-talkin' to a pirate by the
name of Jean Lafitte.
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gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee,
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and the pirate said he'd help us drive the British to the
sea.
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for Packenham's a-comin' with a bullet in his gun."
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he's a-gonna whup
the britches off of Colonel Packenham.
3. Well, we looked down the river and we seed
the British come,
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and there must have been a hundred of them beating on the
drum.
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stepped so high and they made their bugles ring,
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While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thin
Old
Hickory said we could take em by surprise,
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if we didn't fire a musket till we looked `em in the eyes.
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held our fire till we seed their face well,
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then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave em well.
4. Well they ran through the briars and they
ran through the brambles,
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and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They
ran so fast the hounds couldn't catch em,
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down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Well
we fired our cannons till the barrels melted down,
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so we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
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filled his head with minie balls and powdered his
behind,
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and when we touched
the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind.
They
lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats,
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and their tails was all a-showin'
like a bunch of billy goats.
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ran down the river with their tongues a-hanging out,
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and they said they got a lickin',
which there wasn't any doubt.
5. Well we marched back to town in our dirty
ragged pants,
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and we danced all night with the pretty girls from France.
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and we understood 'em better when
we got 'em in our arms.
Well, the guide who brung the British from the
sea,
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come a-limping into camp just as sick as he could be.
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said the dying words of Colonel Packenham
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was, "You better quit your foolin'
with your cousin Uncle Sam."
6. Well, we'll march back home, but we'll
never be content,
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till we make Old Hickery the
people's president.
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we'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans.