Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeff Hanna
Jeff Hanna
Vocals
Jimmie Fadden
Jimmie Fadden
Guitar
Jimmy Ibbotson
Jimmy Ibbotson
Vocals
John McEuen
John McEuen
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmie Driftwood
Jimmie Driftwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baker Bigsby
Baker Bigsby
Mixing Engineer
Robert Vosgien
Robert Vosgien
Mastering Engineer
William McEuen
William McEuen
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In 1814, took a little trip
'Long Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'
Took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
[Verse 2]
Fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
And there wasn't not many as there was a while ago
Fired once more and they began to runnin'
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[Verse 3]
Look down the river and see the British come
Must've been a hundred of 'em beatin' on a drum
Steppin' so high, liked to make the bugles ring
Step beside a cotton bales and didn't say a thing
[Verse 4]
Fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
Wasn't as many as there was a while ago
Fired once more and they began a-runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[Verse 5]
And 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 the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[Verse 6]
Old Hickory said you could take 'em by surprise
If you didn't fire your musket till you looked 'em in the eyes
Held our fire till we see their faces well
Then opened up the squirrel guns and give 'em a lil' hell
[Verse 7]
Fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
And there wasn't not as many as there was a while ago
Fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[Verse 8]
Fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
Grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
Filled his head with cannonball and powdered his behind
When we touched the powder off, the gator blew his mind
[Verse 9]
And they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
Ran so fast the hounds, they couldn't catch 'em
Goin' down Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Written by: Jimmy Driftwood
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