[герцог фридландский]

1. Yes, we'll rally round the flag, boys,
We'll rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom,
We will rally from the hillside,
We'll gather from the plain,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.

CHORUS:
The Union forever, Hurrah! boys, hurrah!
Down with the traitors, Up with the stars;
While we rally round the flag, boys,
Rally once again, Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.

We are springing to the call
Of our brothers gone before,
Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom.
And we'll fill the vacant ranks
With a million freemen more,
Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom!

CHORUS

We are marching to the field, boys,
We're going to the fight,
Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom,
And we bear the glorious stars
For the Union and the right,
Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom.

CHORUS

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Lyrics:
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 Grenadier.

Those heroes of antiquity
Ne'er saw a cannon ball
Or knew the force of powder
To slay their foes withall.
|But our brave boys do know it,
And banish all their fears,
Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row,
For the British Grenadier.
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, "Hurra, 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 louped clothes.
May they and their commanders
Live happy all their years
With a tow, row, row, row, row, row,
For the British Grenadiers.

Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules,
Of Conon and Lysander and some of Meltiadies
But of all the world's brave heroes there's none that can compare,
With a tow row row row row
To the British Grenadiers

Whene'er we are commanded
To storm the pallisades
Our leaders march with fuses
And we with hand grenades.
We throw them from the glacis
About our enemy's ears
With a tow row row row row
To the British Grenadiers

Then let us crown a bumper
And drink a health to those
Who carry caps and pouches,
That wear the louped clothes.
May they and their commanders
Live happy all their years,
With a tow row row row row
To the British Grenadiers

[герцог фридландский]

[Jackel]

Бирманская маршевая, переделана из японской.

[Ярославец]

[Jackel]

"The Bayonets Waved - لاحت رؤوس الحراب (Lahat Ruuws Alhirab)" Iraqi Patriotic Song

(Первоначальный вариант песни был создан для "Легиона Свободная Аравия" в Рейхе 40-х).