Battle of New Orleans
Music and lyrics by
Jimmy Driftwood
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Tabbed by Mark Purintun For Diatonic harmonica See YouTube videos below |
| Midi 5(A90)*-harp History |
Lead in:
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| In eighteen fourteen we | took a little trip a |
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| long with Col'nel Jackson down the | mighty Mississip. We |
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| took a little bacon and we | took a little beans and we |
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| caught the bloody British in the | town in New Orleans. We |
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| fired our guns and the | British kept a'comin. There |
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| wasn't nigh as many as there | was awhile ago. We |
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| fired once more and they | began to runnin' on |
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| down the Mississippi to the | Gulf of Mexico. | | We |
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| looked down the river and we | see'd the British come. And there |
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| must have been a hundred of'em | beatin' on the drum. They |
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|stepped so high and they | made their bugles ring. We |
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|stood beside our cotton fields and | didn't say a thing. We |
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| fired our guns and the | British kept a'comin. There |
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| wasn't nigh as many as there | was awhile ago. We |
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| fired once more and they | began to runnin' on |
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| down the Mississippi to the | Gulf of Mexico. | | Ol' |
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| Hickory said we | could take 'em by surprise if we |
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| didn't fire our muskets 'til we | looked 'em in the eye. We |
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| held our fire 'til we see'd their faces well, then we |
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| opened up our squirrel guns and | really gave 'em.. WELL, | WE |
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| fired our guns and the | British kept a'comin. There |
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| wasn't nigh as many as there | was awhile ago. We |
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| fired once more and they | began to runnin' on |
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| down the Mississippi to the | Gulf of Mexico. |
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| Yeah, they | ran thru the bri'rs and they | ran thru the brambles and they |
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| ran thru the bushes where a | rabbit couldn't go. They |
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| ran so fast that the | hounds couldn't catch 'em on |
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| down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. | We
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| fired our cannon 'til the | barrel melted down so we |
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| grabbed an alligator and we | fought another round. We |
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| filled his head with cannon balls and | powdered his behind, and |
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| when we touched the powder off, the | gator lost his mind. We |
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| fired our guns and the | British kept a'comin. There |
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| wasn't nigh as many as there | was awhile ago. We |
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| fired once more and they | began to runnin' on |
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| down the Mississippi to the | Gulf of Mexico. |
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| Yeah, they | ran thru the bri'rs and they | ran thru the brambles and they |
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| ran thru the bushes where a | rabbit couldn't go. They |
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| ran so fast that the | hounds couldn't catch 'em on |
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| down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. |
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| Hup Two, | three, four.
| Sound off | three four
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| Hup Two, | three, four.
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| fade out
Other/additional lyrics I found:
Well, I seed Marse Jackson come a-walkin'
down the street
And a-talkin' to a priate by the name of Jean Lafitte;
He gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee,
And the priate said he'd help us dirve the British to the sea.
Well the French told Andrew, "You had
better run
For Packenham's a-comin' with a bullet in his gun."
Old Hickory said he didn't give a damn.
He's a-gonna whup the britches off of Colenel Packenham.
They lost their pants and their pretty
shiny coats
And their tails was all a-showin' like a bunch of billy goats.
They ran down the river with their tongues a-hanging out
And they said they go a lickin', which there wasn't any doubt.
Well we marched back to town in our dirty
ragged pants
And we danced all night with the pretty girls from France;
We couldn't understand 'em, but they had the sweetest charms
And we understood 'em better when we got 'em in our arms.
Well, the guide who brung the British from the sea
Come a-limping into camp just as sick as he could be.
He sid the dying words of Colonel Packenham
Was, "You better quit your foolin' with your cousin Uncle Sam."
Well, we'll march back home, but we'll never be content
Till we make Old Hick'ry the people's president.
And eve33ry time we think about the bacon and the beans
We'll think about the fun we hand way down in New Orleans.
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