Battle Of New Orleans Lyrics - Roy Drusky

In eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip 

Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp' 

We took a little bacon and we took a little beans 

We fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans 

(We fired our guns and the British kept a comin' 

Wasn't night 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 the river and we seed the British come 

There must've been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drums 

They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring 

We stood beside the cotton bails and didn't say a thing 

(We fired our guns... 

Old Hickory said we'd take 'em by surprise 

If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes 

We held our fire till we seed their faces well 

Then we opened up our aquirrel guns and really gave 'em hell 

(We fired our guns... 

(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 as the hounds couldn't catch 'em 

On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico)