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Hunters of Kentucky.

Ye gentlemen and ladies fair,
Who grace this famous city,
Just listen, if you've time to spare
While I rehearse a ditty;
And for the opportunity
Conceive yourselves quite lucky;
For 'tis not often that you see
A hunter from Kentucky.

Oh Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky,
Oh Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky.

We are a hardy, free-born race,
Each man to fear a stranger;


Whate'er the game, we join in chase
Despising toil and danger;
And if a daring foe annoys,
Whate'er his strength and forces,
We'll show him that Kentucky boys
Are alligator horses.
Oh Kentucky, &c.

I s'pose you've read it in the prints,
How Packenham attempted
To make old Hickory Jackson wince,
But soon his scheme repented;
For we, with rifles ready cocked,
Thought such occasion lucky:
And soon around the general flocked
The hunters of Kentucky.
Oh Kentucky, &c.

You've heard, I s'pose, how New Orleans
Is fam'd for wealth and beauty;
There's girls of every hue, it seems,
From snowy white to sooty.
So Packenham, he made his brags,
If he in fight was lucky,


He'd have their girls and cotton-bags,
In spite of old Kentucky.
Oh Kentucky, &c.

But Jackson, he was wide awake,
And was not scared at trifles,
For well he knew what aim we take,
With our Kentucky rifles!
So he led us down by Cypress Swamp
The ground was low and mucky;
There stood John Bull in martial pomp,
And here was old Kentucky.
Oh Kentucky, &c.

A bank was raised to hide our breasts
Not that we thought of dying,
But then we always like to rest,
Except the game is flying.
Behind it stood our little band,
None wished it to be greater;
The flower of old Kentucky's land
Half horse, half Alligator,
Oh Kentucky, &c.

They did not let our patience tire,
Before they showed their faces;


We did not choose to waste our fire,
So snugly kept our places.
But when so near we saw them wink
We thought it time to stop 'em;
And 'twould have done you good, I think,
To see Kentuckians drop 'em.
Oh Kentucky, &c.

They found at last, 'twas vain to fight,
Where lead was all their booty,
And so they wisely took to flight,
And left us all the beauty.
And now, if danger e'er annoys,
Remember what our trade is:
Just send for us Kentucky boys,
And we'll protect you, ladies.
Oh Kentucky, &c.