Jean Lafitte National Historical Park and Preserve

Battle of New Orleans Anniversary

Remember the Battle of New Orleans at Chalmette Battlefield, the very place where it happened.
Meet the American and British troops who fought one of the most significant battles in world
history and the civilians who kept the home fires burning in New Orleans.

Over 100 living history experts in period dress will bring the sights and sounds of January 8,
1815, to life in 2010 on

Friday, January 8 (schedule)

•8:30 a.m.-3:30 p.m. living history encampment, cannon and musket firings, military drills,
and campfire cooking. Free.
•10:00 a.m. wreath-laying ceremony. Free.      
•7:00 p.m. St. Bernard Parish sponsors a reenactment of the December 23, 1814, night battle
at historic Pakenham Oaks, just downriver from the battlefield. Free shuttles will begin running
from the parking area at the St. Bernard Parish Government Complex (see below) beginning at 6:
30 p.m. Free.
Saturday, January 9 (schedule)

•9:00 a.m.-3:30 p.m. living history encampment, cannon and musket firings, military drills,
and campfire cooking. Free.
•Saturday night Lantern Tour is sold out. No more tickets are available.
Parking: Only vehicles with handicapped tags may park at the battlefield. Free offsite parking is
at the St. Bernard Parish Government Complex, 8201 West Judge Perez Drive in Chalmette. Free
shuttles run continuously to the battlefield. Restrooms, a hospitality and welcome center, and
tourism information is available at the government complex.
Battle Of New Orleans Lyrics
Artist(Band):Johnny Horton Review The Song (0)


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 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've been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales, didn't say a thing

We fired . . .

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire muskets till we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire till we seed their faces well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave 'em well

We fired . . .

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 and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off the 'gator lost his mind

We fired . . .

They ran . . .
Song by Johnny Horton For Your Pleasure
Friday, January 8, 2010
Schedule
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Schedule
Parking