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 Lafayette [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

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire a musket til we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire til we see'd their faces well,
Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave a yell

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 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 they tetched the powder off, the gator lost his mind

We'll march back home but we'll never be content
Till we make Old Hickory the people's President
And every time we think about the bacon and the beans,
We'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin,
But 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, 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 the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin
But 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