Words To The British Grenadiers

Some talk of Alexander,
And some of Hercules
Of Hector and Lysander,*
And such great names as these.
But of all the world's great heroes,
There's none that can compare
Chorus
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row,
To the British Grenadier.
Those heroes of antiquity
Ne'er saw a cannon ball
Or knew the force of powder
To slay their foes withal.
But our brave boys do know it,
And banish all their fears.
Chorus:
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row,
For the British Grenadier.
Whene'er we are commanded
To storm the palisades
Our leaders march with fusees*
And we with hand grenades.
We throw them from the glacis*
About the enemies' ears.
Chorus:
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row,
The British Grenadiers.
And when the siege is over,
We to the town repair
The townsmen cry, "Hurrah, boys*
Here comes a Grenadier!"
Here come the Grenadiers, my boys,
Who know no doubts or fears!
Chorus:
Then sing tow, row, row, row, row, row,
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 happy all their years
Chorus:
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row,
For the British Grenadiers.