Well, in 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Missisip’
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
We met 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
Fired once more and they began a-runnin’
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico