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Traditional

1 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,
  With a tow row row row row row, to the British Grenadiers.

2 When e’er we are commanded to storm the palisades, 

  Our leaders march with fuses, and we with hand grenades:
  We throw them from the glacis about the enemies’ ears,
  Sing tow row row row row row, the British Grenadiers.

3 Then let us fill a bumper, and drink a health to thos 

  Who carry caps and puches and wear the louped clothes;
  May they and their commanders live happy all their years.
  With a tow row row row row row, for the British Grenadiers.

From the collection Songs From Hazzards Huzzah

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