The Bold Canadian

At length our bold commander Sir Isaac Brock by name Took shipping at Niagara And unto York he came.

Our fire-locks then we shouldered And straight we marched away With firm determination To shew them British play.

Yes our fire-locks we shouldered Forward our course to steer To meet and fight the invader With neither dread nor fear.

They refused to surrender They chose to stand their ground We opened then our guns And gave them fire all around.

The Yankee boys began to fear And their blood to run cold To see us marching forward So courageous and bold.

Their general sent a flag of truce For quarter then they call: "Hold your hand, brave British boys, I fear you'll slay us all."

And we're arrived at home Each man without a wound And the fame of this great conquest Will through the province sound.

Success unto the volunteers Who thus their rights maintain Lifewise their bold commander Sir Isaac Brock by name.

And being all united This is the song we'll sing Success unto Great Britain And may God Save the King.

Source[5] Come all ye bold Canadians, I'd have you lend an ear Unto a short ditty Which will your spirits cheer, Concerning an engagement We had at Detroit town, The pride of those Yankee boys So bravely we took down.

The Yankees did invade us, To kill and to destroy, And to distress our country, Our peace for to annoy, Our countrymen were filled With sorrow, grief and woe, To think that they should fall By such an unnatural foe.

Come all ye bold Canadians, Enlisted in the cause, To defend your country, And to maintain your laws; Being all united, This is the song we'll sing: Success onto Great Britain