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 began to runnin’ on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
We looked down the river and we see’d the British come and there must have been a hundred of’em beatin’ on the drum
They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring
We stood by our cotton bales and didn’t say a thing [Chorus]
Old Hickory said we could take ’em by surprise
If we didn’t fire our muskets ’til we looked ’em in the eye
We held our fire ’til we see’d their faces well then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave ’em ... well [Chorus]
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles and 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 ’til 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. [Chorus]
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles and 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.