Happy birthday, Elvis

Happy birthday, Stephen

Jan. 8, 1814

In 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Col. Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
And we met the Bloody British near the town of New Orleans.

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'.
There wasn't near as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to running
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We look down the river and we saw the British come,
And there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drums.
They stopped so high and they made the bugles ring
While we stood besides the cotton bales and we didn't say a thing.

They ran to the briars and they ran to the brambles
And they ran to the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch them
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Old Hickory said: We can take them by surprise
If we didn't fire out muskets till we look them in the eyes.
We held our fire till we saw the faces well.
Then we opened up squirrel guns and really gave them hell.

We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down.
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
Filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind.
And when we touched the powder off that 'gator lost his mind.