Intro: A--D--E--A

v.1
^AIn 1814 we ^Dtook a little trip
A^Elong with Colonel Jackson down the ^AMighty Missisip'
^AWe took a little bacon an' we ^Dtook a little beans
And we ^Ecaught the bloody British in the ^Atown of New Orleans
Chorus:
^AWe fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
^AWasn't nigh as many as there ^Ewas a while a^Ago
^AWe fired once more, and they began to runnin'
^AOn down the Mississippi to the ^EGulf of Mexi^Aco
v.2
We looked down the river an' we see'd the British come
An' there musta been a hundred of 'em beatin' on a drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales an' didn't say a thing
Rpt. Ch.
v.3
Ol' Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets til we look 'em in the eyes
We held our fire til we seen their faces swell
Then we opened up our squirrel guns an really gave 'em, well...
Rpt. Ch.
Refrain:
^AWell they ran through the briars, and they ran through the brambles
^AAnd they ran through the bushes where a ^Erabbit couldn't ^Ago
^AThey ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the ^EGulf of Mexi^Aco
v.4
We fired our cannon til the barrel melted down
So we grabbed a alligator an' we fought another round
We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind
An when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

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