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Battle of New Orleans ? Lonnie Donegan

(spoken: ) Well, this here?s the story of the Battle of New Orleans,
which was fit between Yankees a coast and the English people,
in which the British came off rather ignominiously.

1. [C]Well, in 1814, we [F]took a little trip,
a[G]long with Colonel Packenham down the [C]mighty Mississipp.
We took a little bacon and we [F]took a little beans,

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and we fought the bloomin? British in the town of New Orleans

Well, we [C]fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
there wasn't nigh as many as there [G]was a while [C]ago.
We fired once more and they began a running,
on down the Mississippi to the [G]Gulf of [C]Mexico.

2. Well, we [C]looked down the river till we [F]see the British come,
there [G]must have been a hundred of 'em [C]beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they [F]made the bugles ring,

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well, we stood beside our cotton bales and never said a thing.
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3. Well, Packen[C]ham said we could [F]take ?em by surprise,
if we [G]didn't fire a musket till we [C]looked `em in the eyes.
Well, we stood quite still till we[F] see their face well,

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then we opened up our muskets and we really gave ?em well.

Well, we [C]fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
there wasn't nigh as many as there w[G]as a while [C]ago.
We fired once more and they began a running,
on down the Mississippi to the G[G]ulf of Mexi[C]co.

4. Well, they [C]ran through the briars and they [F]ran through the brambles,
and they [G]ran through the bushes where the [C]rabbits couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the [F]hounds couldn't catch ?em,
all [G]down the Mississippi to the [C]Gulf of Mexico.
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5. Well, we [C]fired our muskets so the [F]barrels melted down,
then gr[G]abbed an alligator and we [C]fought another round.
Well, we stuffed his head with cannon balls and [F]powdered his behind,

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so when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind.

+ CHORUS [C]Down the Mississippi to the [G]Gulf of Mexi[C]co. (4x)