Full Lyrics
From Aud'nard fam'd Battle to Lille we'll now march,
we've swing'd em i'th' Field, now their towns let us search;
flee Boys, to the Trenches, redouble your fire,
Jack's heart soon will ake, as he sees you come nigher:
Tou fou cry your Cannon, fix't right as they can be,
we'll first singe their doublets, then drown 'em in Brandy.
