THE BRITISH GRENADIERS

A tune to remember when the British Army was the terror of those who would dominate Europe.

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Some talk of Alexander

And some of Hercules

Of Hector and Lysander

And such great names as these.

But of all the world's brave heroes

There's none that can compare

With a tow row row, row row row row

For the British Grenadiers.

Whene'er we are commanded

To storm the pallisades

Our leaders march with fuses

And we with hand grenades.

We throw them from the glacis

About the enemy's ears

Sing tow row row, row row row row

For the British Grenadiers.

Then let us fill a bumper

And drink a health to those

Who carry caps and pouches

And wear the louped clothes.

May they and their commanders

Live happily all their years

With a tow row row, row row row row

For the British Grenadiers.

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