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In 1814 we took a little trip |
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Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip. |
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We took a little bacon and we took a little beans |
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And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans. |
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We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin. |
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There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago. |
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We fired once more and they began to runnin' on |
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Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. |
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We looked down the river and we see'd the British come. |
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And there must have been a hundred of'em beatin' on the drum. |
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They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring. |
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We stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing. |
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Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise |
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If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eye |
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We held our fire 'til we see'd their faces well. |
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Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well |
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Yeah, 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. |
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They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em |
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Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.** |
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We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down. |
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So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round. |
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We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind |
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And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind. |
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Yeah, 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. |
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They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em |
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Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. |