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 And many a thousand heroes bold,

Lay dead upon the ground.

Ready was Duke Wellington,

To lay the Frenchmen's pride,

The fields were stain'd with crimson blood,

Death rag'd on every side.

Great guns did roar like thunder,

The battle rag'd amain,

And in this gallant action,

Many thousands there were slain.

One hundred and twenty cannons,

From them we took away,

Six eagles fine we took from them,

All on that glorious day.

We hope this glorious action,

Will bring peace for evermore,

All nations shall united be,

Through every distant shore.

Success unto Duke Wellington,

Who gained this glorious day,

Likewise unto General Blucher,

That always fought his way.

Young Annie was the sweetest lass,

That e'er pu'd slaes by Woodhouselee,