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
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
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
Those heroes of antiquity
Never saw a cannonball
Or knew the force of powder
To slay their foes withal
But our brave boys do know it
And banish all their fears
But our brave boys do know it
And banish all their fears
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
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Then let us sing a song, boys
A song in praise of those
Who carry caps and pouches
And wear the loopèd clothes
May they and their commanders
Live happy all their years
May they and their commanders
Live happy all their year
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row
To the British Grenadiers
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