Equestrian Army Songs: The Royal Grenadiers

Adapted from The British Grenadiers, a traditional British Army marching dating from the War of Spanish Succession (1702–1713).

Some talk of Nimbostratus, and some of Hurricane
Of Tropos and of Zephyr, 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 Royal Grenadiers.

None of those ancient heroes e're 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,
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, for the Royal Grenadiers.

Whene'er we are commanded to storm the palisades,
Our leaders march with banners, and we with lit grenades.
We throw them from the glacis, about the enemies' ears.
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, the Royal Grenadiers.

And when the siege is over, we to the town repair.
The townsfolk cry, "Hurrah, boys, here comes a Grenadier!
Here come the Grenadiers, my boys, who know no doubts or fears!
Then sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, the Royal Grenadiers.

Then let us fill a bumper, and drink a health of those
Who carry caps and pouches, and wear the loupèd clothes.
May they and their commanders live happy all their years.
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, for the Royal Grenadiers.