Battle Of New Orleans by Pete Seeger
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    Well, in 1814, we took a little trip,
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    along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp.
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    We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
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    and we met the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
    We fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
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    there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
    We fired once more and they began a running,
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    down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
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    Well, I seed Marse Jackson come a-walkin' down the street,
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    and a-talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafitte.
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    He gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee,
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    and the pirate said he'd help us drive the British to the sea.
    Well the French told Andrew, "You had better run,
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    for Packenham's a-comin' with a bullet in his gun."
    Old Hickory said he didn't give a damn,
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    he's a-gonna whup the britches off of Colonel Packenham.
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    Well, we looked down the river and we seed the British come,
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    and there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drum.
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    They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring,
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    While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thin
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    Old Hickory said we could take em by surprise,
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    if we didn't fire a musket till we looked  `em in the eyes.
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    We held our fire till we seed their face well,
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    then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave em well.
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    Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles,
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    and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
    They ran so fast the hounds couldn't catch em,
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    down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
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    Well we fired our cannons till the barrels melted down,
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    so we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
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    We filled his head with minie balls and powdered his behind,
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    and when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind.
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    They lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats,
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    and their tails was all a-showin' like a bunch of billy goats.
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    They ran down the river with their tongues a-hanging out,
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    and they said they got a lickin', which there wasn't any doubt.
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    Well we marched back to town in our dirty ragged pants,
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    and we danced all night with the pretty girls from France.
    We couldn't understand 'em, but they had the sweetest charms,
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    and we understood 'em better when we got 'em in our arms.
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    Well, the guide who brung the British from the sea,
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    come a-limping into camp just as sick as he could be.
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    He said the dying words of Colonel Packenham
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    was, "You better quit your foolin' with your cousin Uncle Sam."
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    Well, we'll march back home, but we'll never be content,
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    till we make Old Hickery the people's president.
    And every time we think about the bacon and the beans,
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    we'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans.