To arms, to arms, to arms, my…

To arms, to arms, to arms, my jolly grenadiers, Hark how the drums do roll it along, To horse, to horse, with valiant good cheer, We'll face the proud foe be they ever so strong. Let not your courage fail you, be valiant, stout and bold, And it shall soon avail you, my valiant hearts of gold. Huzza, my valiant countrymen, again I say huzza, 'Tis bravely done, the day'll be won, huzza! huzza! huzza!

March on, march on, where thundering cannons roar, The battle is begun my boys, as you may plainly see; Stand firm, be bold, and it shall soon be o'er We soon shall gain the field, my boys, of our enemy. The squadron appears my boys, if they dare but stand, Boys, never fear, mind the word of command. Huzza, &c.

March on, march on, brave Granby amongst the bravest, They seem for to threaten us, with their looks so keen, Anon, anon, our valour shall shew it, The proof of the steel shall soon be seen, Close to their corps we will charge them, sword in hand, Boys, never fear, mind the word of command. Huzza, &c.

See how, see how they fly before us, See how they are scatter'd all over the plain; Pursue, pursue, our country will adore us, In triumph and peace boys, when we return again. Laurels let your glory crown, for your actions, bold, The hills shall eccho all around, my hearts of gold. Huzza, &c.