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Thread #29585   Message #1063792
Posted By: GUEST,Ophisa13
01-Dec-03 - 01:00 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Battle of Bull Run (Johnny Horton)
Subject: RE: Johnny Horton: Battle of Bull Run
I ran acrossed your message while searching for lyrics. I know this was posted quite some time ago, however, since it still is displayable in a search query, I thought I'd respond just the same. I have this song on CD. I received it as a promotional gift for purchasing electronics. The cd is entitled "The 1950's, Volume 1, 16 most requested songs" released in 1989 by CBS Records, inc. and manufactured by Columbia Records.

The song is (in my opnion) mis-titled for it's leaf says that it is named "The Battle of Davey Crockett", however, I remember it as The battle of New Orleans from my childhood. In either case, it claims the artist's name is Fess Parker (although if I'm not mistaken, Fess Parker played Davy Crockett in the series????)

The lyrics to the song that I have are below.

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 a town in New Orleans.

We fired our guns
And the British kept a comin'
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they begin a running
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We looked down the river
and we seen the British come
and there must of been a 100 of 'em beatin on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
we stood beside our cotton bails; didn't say a thing.


Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked them in the eyes.
We held our fire 'til we seen their faces wail
Then we opened up our squirrel guns
And really gave them, w e l l we


Chorus 2:
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; Powdered his behind
And when they touched the powder off
The 'gator lost his mind

Chorus 1, chorus 2

hut two three four, hut two (sound off)three four