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The first in a small series of clips featuring several random marches and songs, some mistakes were made but hope you enjoy it. I've been playing the fife for about a year and 5 months now and my friend has been playing the drum for a year and two months. And once again Youtube and bad lighting messed up the video quality again (and so did some of the tourists wandering about the fort :-) ) oh well, I'm just glad I got it up finally. Will upload MP3's someday, because the quality of the sound isn't done justice here on youtube :/ ---------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- 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, Sing 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 to 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.