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The British Grenadiers
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Traditional
Traditional
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Piano seul

Genre

March

Arrangeur
Traditional
Bizzarri, Bruno (1956 - )
TonalitéSol majeur
Auteur/Parolier:Anonymous
LangueAnglais
Droit d'auteurPublic Domain
"The British Grenadiers" è una canzone di marcia dei granatieri e di vari corpi dell'esercito britannico. La melodia di autore ignoto è datata al XVII secolo e smbra essere derivata da una canzone intitolata "The New Bath". La prima versione com il testo, anch'esso anonimo, risale al 1750.
Ajoutée par brunobizzarri, 15 Jui 2022

PAROLES
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.

Those heroes of antiquity ne'er 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,
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, for the British Grenadiers.

Whene'er we are commanded to storm the palisades,
Our leaders march with fusees, 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.

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!
Then sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, the British Grenadiers.

Then let us fill a bumper, and drink a health to 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 British Grenadiers."
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