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The Battle Of New Orleans
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Horton
Johnny Horton
Vocals
Thomas Grady Martin
Thomas Grady Martin
Guitar
Harold Ray Bradley
Harold Ray Bradley
Guitar
Gerald D. Tomlinson
Gerald D. Tomlinson
Guitar
Murray M. Harman Jr.
Murray M. Harman Jr.
Drums
Joseph S. Zinkan
Joseph S. Zinkan
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmie Driftwood
Jimmie Driftwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Law
Don Law
Producer
Joseph M. Palmaccio
Joseph M. Palmaccio
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

In 1814, we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip' We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't 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 We looked down a river And we see'd the British come And there must have been a hundred of 'em Beatin' on the drums They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't 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 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 our squirrel guns And really gave 'em, well We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they begin to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico 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 On 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 We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't 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 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 On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Hut-two-three-four Sound off, three-four Hut-two-three-four Sound off, three-four
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