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| In 1814 we | took a little trip |
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| A- | long with Col. 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 a | town in New Orleans. |
| CHORUS |
| We fired our guns and the British kept a comin' |
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| There wasn't as many as there | was a while a- | go |
| We fired once more and they began to runnin' |
| D7 | G | |
| On down the Mississippi to the | Gulf of Mexi- | co. |
| We looked down the river and we see'd the British come |
| And there musta been a hund'erd of 'em beatin' on the drum |
| They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring |
| We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing. |
| CHORUS |
| Old Hick'ry said we could take 'em by su'prise |
| If we didn't fire our musket till we looked 'em in the eyes |
| We held our fire till we see'd their faces well |
| Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... Well - |
| REPEAT 1ST CHORUS |
| 2ND CHORUS |
| 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 |
| They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em |
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| On down the Mississippi to the | Gulf of Mexi- | co. |
| We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down |
| So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round |
| We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind |
| And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind. |
| REPEAT 1ST CHORUS |
| REPEAT 2ND CHORUSA |