[00:00.00] 作词 : Traditional Union Records
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jimmie Driftwood
[00:09.89]In 1814 we took a little trip
[00:12.41]Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip
[00:15.09]We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
[00:17.63]And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.
[00:20.32]We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'
[00:23.14]There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
[00:25.45]We fired once more and they began to runnin'
[00:28.57]On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[00:34.04]We looked down the river and we see'd the British come
[00:36.65]And there must've been a hundred of'em beatin' on the drum
[00:39.31]They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring
[00:41.96]We stood beside our cotton bales, didn't say a thing
[00:44.65]We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'
[00:47.51]There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
[00:49.94]We fired once more and they began to runnin'
[00:53.03]On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[00:58.16]Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
[01:00.87]If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eye
[01:03.61]We held our fire till we seen their faces well
[01:06.36]Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well
[01:10.03]We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'
[01:12.58]There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
[01:15.26]We fired once more and they began to runnin'
[01:18.00]On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[01:23.36]Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
[01:25.90]And they ran through the bushes, where a rabbit couldn't go
[01:28.76]They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
[01:31.38]On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[01:36.69]We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down
[01:42.04]So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
[01:44.72]We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind
[01:47.44]And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind
[01:50.38]We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'
[01:52.78]There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
[01:55.54]We fired once more and they began to runnin'
[01:58.31]On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
[02:03.53]Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
[02:06.29]And they ran through the bushes, where a rabbit couldn't go
[02:09.13]They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
[02:11.75]On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
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作词 : Traditional Union Records
作曲 : Jimmie Driftwood
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 beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of 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 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've been a hundred of'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales, 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 began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire till we seen their faces well
Then we opened up with 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 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
On 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
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
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
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico