Lyrics
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Verse 1
We're a gallant bunch of heroes
We've been organized ten years
And we're known throughout the city
As the Bowery Grenadiers;
Chorus
We can lick the Brooklyn Guards
If they'll only show their cards
We can run like the devil
If the ground is level
For about four hundred yards
And the girls, the little dears
They're in love up to their ears
When they see the style
And smell thе hair ile
Of the Bowery Grеnadiers
Verse 2
When the ladies are in danger
And the flames about them roar
We're the lads who fight through fire and smoke
For a rescue quick and sure
But when we march on a Saturday
And the Mulligans beat tattoo
We're good old stock with a cobble rock
And a length of gaspipe, too
Chorus
We can lick the Brooklyn Guards
If they'll only show their cards
We can run like the devil
If the ground is level
For about four hundred yards
And the girls, the little dears
They're in love up to their ears
When they see the style
And smell the hair ile
Of the Bowery Grenadiers
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