song on Scotto's mind, since *last night*
Sep. 26th, 2001 10:50 amI think it was watching mad tv on TNN last night... the same CD had convoy and other 'storytelling' songs. :)
The Battle of New Orleans
Music and lyrics by Jimmy 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 seed the British come.
And there must have been a hundred
of'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and
they made the bugles ring.
We stood by our cotton bales
and 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
til we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire til
we seed 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.
Hup 2, 3, 4. Sound off 3, 4.... Hup 2, 3, 4.
Sound off 3, 4.... Hup 2, 3, 4
Music and lyrics by Jimmy 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 seed the British come.
And there must have been a hundred
of'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and
they made the bugles ring.
We stood by our cotton bales
and 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
til we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire til
we seed 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.
Hup 2, 3, 4. Sound off 3, 4.... Hup 2, 3, 4.
Sound off 3, 4.... Hup 2, 3, 4
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Date: 2001-09-26 11:18 am (UTC)I've thought about ordering that CD; I like Jim Croce, and love Cat Stevens....
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Date: 2001-09-26 01:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-09-27 01:45 am (UTC)A few months ago, my friends Katrina and Becky and I went out to our favorite restaurant, and someone popped some Jonny Horton on the jukebox. We sang loud and proud, and cracked up the bar that we knew every song by heart! =)
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Date: 2001-09-27 07:23 am (UTC)Ah! I knew there was another one of us still kicking.
Your pop has good taste, as do you!
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Date: 2001-09-29 04:18 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2001-09-29 07:55 am (UTC)sing a round for me!
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Date: 2001-09-27 02:11 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2001-09-27 07:22 am (UTC)FLYING OVER A WORDLY WEIGHT OF HATRED
HANGING OVER A BUILDING IN THE RAIN
YOU GOT TO HEAVEN, BLOWN ACROSS THE SKY
CRYING OUT FOR THE ANGELS TO HELP YOU
TO RISE UP OUT OF THE ASHES AND THE FLAMES
SEND ME HALF YOUR ANGELS
I'LL SEND YOU HALF OF MINE
HOPE THEY GET THERE IN TIME
FAR BELOW YOUR HEAVEN, HEARTS ARE WONDERING WHY?
WHY WOULD ANYONE HURT GOD'S CHILDREN
HOW COULD ANYONE HARM THEM AT ALL?
WHILE YOU'RE IN HEAVEN, SLEEPING ON THE WIND
ASK YOUR HEART TO FORGIVE THIS EVIL
ASK YOUR SOUL TO FORGIVE US ALL
SEND ME HALF YOUR ANGELS
AND I'LL SEND YOU HALF OF MINE
HOPE THEY GOT THERE IN TIME, OKLAHOMA
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Date: 2001-09-27 08:12 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2001-09-27 08:13 am (UTC)