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"The British Grenadiers" is a traditional marching song of British and Canadian military units whose badge of identification features a grenade, the tune of which dates from the 17th century. It is the Regimental Quick March of the Royal Artillery (since 1716), Corps of Royal Engineers (since 1787), the Honourable Artillery Company (since 1716), Grenadier Guards 'The First (later 'Grenadier') Regiment of Foot Guards' (since 1763), and the Royal Regiment of Fusiliers (since 1763). It is also an authorised march of The Royal Gibraltar Regiment, The Royal Regiment of Canadian Artillery, The Canadian Grenadier Guards, The Royal Regiment of Canada, The Princess Louise Fusiliers, and The 5th Canadian Mounted Rifles. The standard orchestration for the military band was approved during 1762, when the Royal Artillery Band (initiated during 1557) became recognised officially] and for all other 'grenade' regiments during 1763, when the remaining unofficial bands gained official status.

In Girl und Panzer, this song is used for St. Gloriana Girls College.

The British Grenadiers

Girls und Panzer Version
The British Grenadiers


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

With a 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 of 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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