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Eddy Arnold

Battle Of New Orleans

 

Battle Of New Orleans

(album: Our Man Down South - 1962)


Well, 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
And we met up with the British in the town of New Orleans

We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't neigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to running
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We seen Morse Jackson a walking down the street
And a talking to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafette
He gave Jean a drink that he brought from Tennessee
And the pirate said he'd help us drive the British in the sea

The French said Andrew you'd better run
For Pakenham's a coming with a bullet in his gun
Old Hickory said that we didn't give a damn
He was gonna whip the britches off of General Pakenham

We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't neigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to running
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, we fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
Then we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind
And when we shot the powder off the 'gator lost his mind

They lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats
And their tails were always showing like a bunch of billy goats
They ran down the river with their tongues a hanging out
And they said they got a licking which there wasn't any doubt

We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't neigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began to running
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We marched back to town in our dirty ragged pants
And we danced all night with them pretty girls from France
We couldn't understand them but they had the sweetest charms
And we understood them better when we got them in our arms

We'll march back home but we'll never be content
Till we make Old Hickory the people's President
And every time we think about the bacon and the beans
We'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans

Well, 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...

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