Battle Of New Orleans

Well, let's hear the story about the battle of New Orleans
Which, uh, was fought between the, uh, Yankees
Of course, and, uh, them there English people
In which the British came off rather ignominiously
Means they never done no good, nohow, alright?
Shut up
Right

Well, in 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Packard down the mighty Mississip'
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we fought the bloomin' British in the town of New Orleans

Well, we fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
Well, we fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, we looked down the river 'til we see the British come
There must have been a hundred of them beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
While we stood beside our cotton bales and never said a thing

Well, we fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
And there wasn't nigh 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

Well, Packard him said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our musket 'til we looked 'em in the eye
Well, we stood quite still 'til we see their faces well
Then we opened up our muskets and we really gave 'em, well

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
And there wasn't nigh as many as there was a
Yeah, then when we fired once more, they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, we fired our guns, British kept a-comin'
And there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
Oh, when we fired once more, they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, we fired our muskets 'til the barrels melted down
Then grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
Well, we stuffed his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

Well, we fired our guns, British kept a-comin'
And there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
Fired once more, they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Well, down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Well, down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico