Traditional patriotic song from the 17th century. 'glacis' v3 = defensive position;
'louped' v5 = the long laces across the chest of the Grenadiers uniform jacket.
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 row to the British Grenadiers
None of these ancient heroes ne'er saw a cannon ball
Nor knew the force of powder to slay their foes with all
But our brave boys do know it and banish all their fears
Sing tow row row row row row row for the British Grenadiers
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 row for 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
Sing tow row row row row row row for the British Grenadiers
So 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
Sing tow row row row row row row for the British Grenadiers