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The Battle Of New Orleans
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
Performer
Bob Wootton
Bob Wootton
Electric Guitar
Red Lane
Red Lane
Guitar
Norman Blake
Norman Blake
Guitar
Carl Perkins
Carl Perkins
Electric Guitar
Mark James Morriss
Mark James Morriss
Percussion
W.S. Holland
W.S. Holland
Drums
Chuck Cochran
Chuck Cochran
Piano
Marshall Grant
Marshall Grant
Bass
Charlie McCoy
Charlie McCoy
Harmonica
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jimmie Driftwood
Jimmie Driftwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry Butler
Larry Butler
Producer
Charlie Bragg
Charlie Bragg
Engineer
Freeman Ramsey
Freeman Ramsey
Engineer

Lyrics

In 1814 we took a little trip Along with Cournel Jackson down the mighty Mississip We took a little bacon and we took a little beans We fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin Wouldn't nigh 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 Well 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 began to sing We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin But 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 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 Well we fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down And we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannon ball 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 Wouldn't nigh 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 Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go Oh Papapa, papapa, papapa on Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Opa, opa, give them line aboard Here comes Cournel Jackson Yea, we fired our guns and the British kept a'comin 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 He-ey, 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 Hahaha You can't catch me Can't catch me, there redcoat
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