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 Rough Neptune with his Trident,
 * Apollo in his Car;

And all the Gods celestial,
 * descending from their spheres,

Do behold with admiration
 * brave British Grenadiers.

But be you Whig or Tory,
 * or any other thing,

I'd have you still remember,
 * t'obey Great our ,

For if you prove rebellious,
 * we'll thunder in your ears,

With a tow, row. row, row, row, row,
 * brave British Grenadiers.

And when the siege is over,
 * we to the town repairs,

The Citizens cry, huzza, boys,
 * here come the Grenadiers:

Here come the Grenadiers boys.
 * without e'er dread or fear,

With a tow, row, row, row, row, row,
 * brave British Grenadiers.

Come fill us up a bumper,
 * and let us drink to those,

Who carry Caps and Pouches,
 * and wear the laced clothes,

May they and there commanders,
 * live happy many years,

With a tow, row row, row, row, row,
 * brave British Grenadiers.