Battle Of New Orleans

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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.

              C
    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.

             C
    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."