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In eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip
Along with Col'nel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we met the bloody British near the town of New Orleans

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't 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 see'd the British come
There must have been a hundred of' em beatin' on the drums
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
While we stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't 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

Old Hick'ry said, "We can take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes"
We held our fire till we see'd their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em... well

They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't 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

They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

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