ALABAMA lyrics - Pass It On Down

Gulf Of Mexico

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Teddy Gentry/Robert Byrne, 3:59 I live to work and work to live Oh but what I wouldn't give For a ray of sun and a little piece of beach Where the sand dollar is the only currency Chorus: I vote we go to the Gulf of Mexico You and me by the sea Palm trees call me, oh that's the place I want to be Down where the southern breezes blow On the Gulf of Mexico Right at five o'clock today I'll pick you up, we'll drive away And I can't wait to feel the sand beneath my toes And I can almost see the sunburn on your nose Repeat chorus Vamos we go... (repeat chorus again) Tag Down where the southern breezes blow On the Gulf of Mexico On the Gulf of Mexico That's the place I want to be Down where the southern breezes blow On the Gulf of Mexico

The Gulf Of Mexico

Shawn Mullins "Up All Night"
The Gulf Of Mexico She cooks him ham and hotcakes at 5:30 in the morn She does the dishes and irons his uniforms And she thinks she might have loved him once but that was long ago And the rain pours down like a holy waterfall over the Gulf of Mexico The boardwalk's deserted and the beach is all closed down And the middle school punkrockers ride their skateboards through the town And she looks back and she daydreams about things and people she's never seen Just to keep from being blue And she gets home about a quarter to four And drives her brother to the liquor store on ocean avenue And I'm parked on the state line on this cold November day And pretty soon I'll be a drivin fool somewhere down this lost highway Then I hear a voice from my soul's core Sayin 'freedom's just a metaphor, you got nowhere to go' And the rain pours down like a holy waterfall over the Gulf of Mexico

The Battle Of New Orleans

C.W. McCall "Roses For Mama"
Well, in eighteen-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 at the town of New Orleans. [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 all began a-runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Well we eye-balled the river and we see the Limeys come Musta been a hunnert of 'em beatin' on a drum And then they stepped so high and they made the bugles ring We hid behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing [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 all began a-runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Now, Old Hickory says we can take 'em by surprise If we don't shoot our wads 'til we look 'em in the eyes So we held off our fire 'til we see them real well Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em hell [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 all began a-runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico [The chorus (the singers) sings this verse.] Well, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go Ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. [Back to C.W.] Well, we fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we turned his tail around We stuffed his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind And when we lit the fuse that old gator blew his mind [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 all began a-runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico [The chorus (the singers) sings this verse.] Well, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go Ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. [Okay, the singing's over.] Hup, hip, trip, four. You know, you old boys gonna be marchin' right smart, onced* you learn to count to four.

Battle Of New Orleans

Johnny Horton "America Remembers Johnny Horto"
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 acom'in 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 their bugles ring We stood behind 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 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 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 till the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs'n 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 Spoken: Hut,hut,three,four Sound off, three,four Hut,hut, three,four Sound off,three,four Hut,hut,three,four

The Battle Of New Orleans

JOHNNY CASH "America: A 200-Year Salute In Story And Song"
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 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 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 see'd 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 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 Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Battle Of New Orleans

Eddy Arnold "Chained to a Memory"
(Jimmie Driftwood) Well, in eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississipp' We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we met up with the British in the town of New Orleans. We fired our guns and the British kept a comin' There wasn't neigh 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. We seen Morse Jackson a walkin' down the street And a talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafette He gave Jean a drink that he brought 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 Pakenham's a comin' with a bullet in his gun Old Hickory said that we didn't give a damn He was gonna whip the britches off of General Pakenham. We fired our guns and the British kept a comin' There wasn't neigh 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 till the barrel melted down Then we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind And when we shot the powder off the 'gator lost his mind. They lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats And their tails were always showin' like a bunch of billy goats They ran down the river with their tongues a hangin' out And they said they got a lickin' which there wasn't any doubt. We fired our guns and the British kept a comin' There wasn't neigh 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. We marched back to town in our dirty ragged pants And we danced all night with them pretty girls from France We couldn't understand them but they had the sweetest charms And we understood them better when we got them in our arms. 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. 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 On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico...

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