The Hunters of Kentucky



The Hunters of Kentucky, also called The Battle of New Orleans and Half Horse or Half Alligator, was a song written in 1821 to commemorate Andrew Jackson's victory over the British at the Battle of New Orleans. In both 1824 and 1828 Jackson used the song as his campaign song during his Presidential campaigns.

Origin
Hunters of Kentucky was written in 1821 by Samuel Woodworth, whose fame rest on Hunters and another poem that was turned into the song (The Old Oaken Bucket). One-fourth of Jackson's men at the Battle of New Orleans were from Kentucky. It was sung the way Irish singers told stories in narrative form, and performed to the tune of Ally Croker and The Unfortunate Miss Bailey.

It was first sung in New Orleans in 1822 by Noah M. Ludlow. When Ludlow first performed the song, the audience was filled with boatmen who had floated down the Mississippi River from Kentucky; they refused to let him leave the stage until he sang it two more times.

Use
Throughout the term of Andrew Jackson, Hunters of Kentucky proved to be a popular song, and Jackson used it for his 1828 campaign. This is ironic as Jackson's "fieriest rival", Henry Clay, was the one from Kentucky; Jackson was actually from Tennessee, near Nashville.

Due to a copy of the song being depicted on the front cover of Davy Crockett's Almanack of Wild Sports in the West, it is thought that Hunters of Kentucky might have been sung during the Texas War of Independence, but this is speculation as no other evidence supports the song being sung during that conflict. However, Americans who entered Canada in 1837 and 1838 did sing the song.

Hunters of Kentucky propagated various beliefs about the war. One of them was calling the Pennsylvania Rifle the Kentucky Rifle. Another was crediting the riflemen with the victory of the Battle of New Orleans, when it could be said it was Jackson's artillery that was actually responsible for the win. Finally, one stanza said that the British planned to ransack New Orleans, which was unlikely to happen.

Lyrics

 * 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.

REFRAIN:
 * 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.

REFRAIN


 * 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 cock’d,
 * Thought such occasion lucky,
 * And soon around the gen’ral flock’d,
 * The hunters of Kentucky.

REFRAIN


 * You’ve heard, I s’pose, how New-Orleans
 * Is fam’d for wealth and beauty—
 * There’s girls of ev’ry 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.

REFRAIN


 * But Jackson he was wide awake,
 * And was not scar’d 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.

REFRAIN


 * A bank was rais’d to hide our breasts,
 * Not that we thought of dying,
 * But that we always like to rest,
 * Unless the game is flying.
 * Behind it stood our little force,
 * None wished it to be greater,
 * For ev’ry man was half a horse,
 * And half an alligator.

REFRAIN


 * They did not let our patience tire,
 * Before they show’d 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.

REFRAIN


 * The British found, ’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 ye, ladies.

REFRAIN

Reference in Popular Culture
This song was covered in the musical Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson as the closing number.