The Battle of New Orleans The Brothers Four
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[Intro]
(Hut-two-three-four)
(Hut-two-three-four)
[Verse 1]
In 1814 we took a little trip (Hut-two-three-four)
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip (Hut-two-three-four)
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans (Hut-two-three-four)
And we caught the bloody British in the town in New Orleans (Hut-two-three-four)
[Chorus]
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'
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[Verse 2]
We looked down the river and we see the British come (Hut-two-three-four)
There must have been a hundrеd of 'em beatin' on the drums (Hut-two-three-four)
Thеy stepped so high and they made their bugles ring (Hut-two-three-four)
We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing (Hut-two-three-four)
[Chorus]
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'
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
(Hut-two-three-four)
(Hut-two-three-four)
[Verse 1]
In 1814 we took a little trip (Hut-two-three-four)
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip (Hut-two-three-four)
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans (Hut-two-three-four)
And we caught the bloody British in the town in New Orleans (Hut-two-three-four)
[Chorus]
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'
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[Verse 2]
We looked down the river and we see the British come (Hut-two-three-four)
There must have been a hundrеd of 'em beatin' on the drums (Hut-two-three-four)
Thеy stepped so high and they made their bugles ring (Hut-two-three-four)
We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing (Hut-two-three-four)
[Chorus]
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'
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
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