Lyrics: Jimmy Driftwood
Music: Jimmy Driftwood
Played by Bob Weir with Kingfish
In eighteen fourteen, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down that 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
chorus
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
Wasn't quite as many as many as there was a while ago
Fired once more and they began a-runnin'
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
(Bob Weir didn't sing this verse)
We looked down the river and we seed the British come
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 beside our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
[chorus]
Hick'ry said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em hell
[chorus]
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 that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down that Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down
Grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind
And when we touched that powder off, the 'gator blew his mind
[chorus]
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 that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down that Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Bob Weir Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
3 Apr 1976 | In Concert (King Biscuit Flower Hour) | Kingfish | |||
Other Recordings | |||||
? 1977 | A Night In New York | Kingfish |