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We Need New Lyrics for the Battle of New Orleans

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Who wants to rewrite and perform a new and timely version of:



Who is going to replace Andrew Jackson and Jean Lafitte?

How about:

And we caught British Petroleum near the town of New Orleans for line four.


Anyway, I bet an updated version with BP as the obvious candidate for an ass-whipping would hit the top 40.

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Here are the old lyrics, both the original and Johhny Horton's:

ORIGINAL LYRICS BY JIMMY DRIFTWOOD:

Well, in eighteen and fourteen 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 near 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'
down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Well, I see'd Mars Jackson walkin down the street
talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafitte [pronounced La-feet]
He gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee
and the pirate said he'd help us drive the British in the sea.

The French said Andrew, you'd better run,
for Packingham's a comin' with a bullet in his gun.
Old Hickory said he didn't give a dang,
he's gonna whip the britches off of Colonel Packingham.

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'
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 made their bugles ring
while we stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

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How by Michael Dewey on Tuesday, Jun 1, 2010 at 8:41:48 AM