It's the 8th of January

History Lesson today on the 8th of January.  
There will be a test so watch the LEGO reenactment:


The Battle of New Orleans took place on January 8, 1815 and was the final major battle of the War of 1812. American forces, commanded by Major General Andrew Jackson (Old Hickory), defeated an invading British Army intent on seizing New Orleans and the territory that the United States had acquired from France with the Louisiana Purchase in 1803. The Treaty of Ghent, ending the war of 1812, had already been signed on December 24, 1814, but news of the peace would not reach the combatants until February. Unfortunately, since the war was really already over, if only one person had brought their cell phone with, it might not have happened. 

Another lesson was learned that organized troops should not march against an entrenched position. This was lost on the British (and almost everyone else) until the western front disasters in 1914-1918 and the invention of the tank.

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BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS, 
tune: Eighth of January, traditional
words by Jimmy Driftwood; 
LEGO reenactment to Johnny Horton's version

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
And 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 
We fired once more and they began a running 
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

Well, I seed Marse Jackson come a-walkin' down the street
And a-talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafitte;
He gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee,
And the pirate said he'd help us drive the British to the sea.

Well the French told Andrew, "You had better run
For Packenham's a=comin' with a bullet in his gun.
"Old Hickory said he didn't give a damn
He's a-gonna whup the britches off of Colonel Packenham.

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 a running Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico 

Well, we looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
While we stood behind 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 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..

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 a running 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

Well we fired our cannons till the barrels melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with minie balls and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind

They lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats
And their tails was all a-showin' like a bunch of billy goats.
They ran down the river with their tongues a-hanging 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 nigh as many as there was a while ago 
We fired once more and they began a running Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico 

Well we marched back to town in our dirty ragged pants
And we danced all night with the pretty girls from France;
We couldn't understand 'em, but they had the sweetest charms
And we understood 'em better when we got 'em in our arms.

Well, the guide who brung the British from the sea
Come a-limping into camp just as sick as he could be,
He said the dying words of Colonel Packenham was, 
"You better quit your foolin' with your cousin Uncle Sam.

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 a running Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico 

"Well, we'll march back home, but we'll never be content
Till we make Old Hick'ry 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' 
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago 
We fired once more and they began a running 
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 emDown the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico

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