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In 1814 we took a little tripalong with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.We took a little bacon and we took a little beansand we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.*Chorus*We fired our guns and the British kept on comin'There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.We fired once more and they began to runnin'down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.We looked down the river and we've seen the british comeand there must have been a hunnerd of 'em beatin on the drum.They stepped so high and they made their bugles ringbut we stood behind our cotton bales 'n' didn't say a thing.ChorusOl' Hickory said we could take 'em by surpriseif we didn't fire our muskets 'till we looked 'em in the eyes.We held our fire 'till we seed their faces wellthen we opened up the squirrel guns and really gave em....well weChorusWell they ran through the briars and they ran through the bramblesand they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.they ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'emdown the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.We fired our cannon 'till the barrel melted downso we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.We filled his head with cannonballs, powered his behindand when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind.ChorusYeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the bramblesand they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'emA down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.