[Intro – Brass Band] March, march, Germantown! Push the Redcoats back! Fire your guns and fix your bayonets, And keep them on the track! [Verse 1] Old Washington was watching, The British held the hill, But Bart had a cunning plan To give King George a chill! The Continentals formed the right, The Militia took the town, While Andy made a mighty fuss To draw the Redcoats down! [Chorus] March, march, Germantown! Push the Redcoats back! Fire your guns and fix your bayonets, And keep them on the track! [Verse 2] The British Vanguard stood on high, With cannon, shot, and flame, They thought they'd stop the Yankees cold And send them home in shame! The Dragoons charged upon their flank, The Redcoats stood their ground, But Continental bayonets came — And Skirmishers bit the ground! [Chorus] March, march, Germantown! Push the Redcoats back! Fire your guns and fix your bayonets, And keep them on the track! [Verse 3] The Militia fought among the houses, And made the British stay, Though musket balls were flying thick, They wouldn't go away! Two British battalions held the line, Their volleys sharp and keen, But while they fought those Yankee boys, The main attack slipped in! [Verse 4] The Thin Red Line came marching up, With reinforcements grand, They formed beside the village walls To make their final stand! But Bart brought his Continentals, Two brigades in a row, They picked one British battalion out — Then gave them quite a blow! [Chorus] March, march, Germantown! Push the Redcoats back! Fire your guns and fix your bayonets, And keep them on the track! [Verse 5] Concentrate your musket fire, Then charge them with the best! A Yankee trick that's simple, lads, And better than the rest! The British flank began to crack, Their battalions took the pain, And Alasdair called his reserves — But couldn't plug the lane! [Verse 6] The cannons rolled behind the line, Four guns came rumbling through, They hadn't fired a single shot, But had a grand view! By turn nine the gap was wide, The Yankees broke on through, Four battalions, guns and Washington — King George, we're coming for you! [Bridge – Brass and drums, shouted] Who broke the line? THE CONTINENTALS! Who kept them tied? THE MILITIA! Who charged the flank? THE DRAGOONS! Who brought the guns? BART'S BOYS! And who needs reinforcements now? ALASDAIR — ALL OF THEM! [Verse 7] The victory was costly, boys, The battlefield was red, But four guns and a fighting force Went marching on ahead! The final clash is waiting, The eastern flank comes next, And Michael's got more tricks in store — So Washington, be vexed! [Final Chorus – Repeat twice, getting louder] March, march, Germantown! Push the Redcoats back! Fire your guns and fix your bayonets, And keep them on the track! March, march, Germantown! Push the Redcoats back! Fire your guns and fix your bayonets, And keep them on the track! March, march, Germantown! Let freedom lead the way! The Thin Red Line has sprung a leak — THE YANKS ARE HERE TO STAY! HEY! HEY! GERMANTOWN!
