歌词
Well, I'm talking about Columbia Records
Johnny Horton
Well, in 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'
We took a little bacon, and we took a little bean
And we caught the bloody British in a town in New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Well, we looked down a river and we see the British come
And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said that he could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked them in the eye
We held our fire 'til we see their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em well
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where rabbit couldn't go
Ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Well, we fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannonballs, and powdered his behind
When we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where rabbit couldn't go
Ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Hup, two, three, four
Sound's off
