Search Help For Newgirl's Brother

“Hey, Violin, or anybody else up to the challenge. My little bro needs to find the lyrics to a song by Johnny Horton. The song title is "The Battle Of New Orleans." Okay . . . on your marks . . . get set . . . search!”

“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”

“I typed that from memory.”

“The Battle Of New Orleans
Written 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

1st CHORUS:
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 see'd the British come
And there musta been a hund'erd of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing

REPEAT 1st CHORUS

Old Hick'ry said we could take 'em by su'prise
If we didn't fire our musket till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we see'd their faces well
Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... Well

REPEAT 1ST CHORUS

2nd CHORUS:
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 cannonballs and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind

REPEAT 1ST CHORUS

REPEAT 2ND CHORUS”

“Damn!
Congrats Mediaman.”

“Daaaamn, you guys are slow. I had it printed out like 5 minutes ago. Thanks anyway. I think we should make this a sport. "Freestyle High Speed Internet searching" How 'bout it?”

“I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two
Lying awake intent at tuning in on you.
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through.

Oh-a oh...”

“My little bro says that "North To Alaska" and "The Battle Of New Orleans" are the best songs ever written. He is a mega Johnny Horton fan. (okay, not necessarily mega)”

“"Johnny Reb" is a real headbanger too.”

“They took the credit for your second symphony.
Rewritten by machine and new technology,
and now I understand the problems you can see.

Oh-a oh...”

“My little bro says that Johnny Horton is the greatest musical artist ever! He is a mega fan! (Okay, not necessarily mega, but close.)”

“Geez, newgirl! I logged on and thought your brother was lost! I was ready to call out Search and Rescue!”

“aw, c'mon... Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Liszt, Paganini, Gershwin, Zappa... ?”

“(not to mention the Buggles)”

“Well I guess I can repack my SAR gear. Seems like little brother wasn't lost at all.”

“Ahhhhh yes, Johnny Horton ... actually on the JUKEBOX at the local bar!! YES!!

And I, too, am relieved we won't have to depend on some photo with just the nose of newgirl's bro sticking above some paper to try to find him. The horror!! The horror!!”

“LOL! lizs. Reminded me of Madonna's spoof of her wedding to Sean Penn on Sat. night Live. Penn's family members all put up papers or hands to cover their faces whenever the camera hit them, but Madonna's family all jumped up and crowded in front of the camera dancing.”

“Sorry to worry everyone. We just needed some Johnny Horton info, 'cause my brother is a mega fan (maybe not quite mega).”