Lyrics
The trumpets loud Clangor Excites us to Arms
With shrill notes of anger and mortal alarms
How blest is he who for his country dies
The double double beat of the thundering drum cries Hark! the foes come
Charge, 'tis too late, too late to retreat
How blest is he who for his country dies
The double double beat of the thundering drum cries Hark! the foes come
Cries Hark! the foes come
Charge, 'tis too late, too late to retreat
Charge — Ah.