we've been organized ten years.
We're known about the city
as the Bowery Grenadiers.
We've had three fights with
You've prepped your neck,
We can lick the Brooklyn guards
If they'll only show their cards
We can run like the devil
And the girls, the little dears
They're in love up to their ears
Should the ladies be in danger
When the flames around them roar
fight through fire and smoke
for a rescue safe and sure
But when we march on a Sunday
and the mulligans eat tattoo
We're good old stock with a cobble rock
and a length of gas pipe too
We can lick the Brooklyn guards
if they'll only show their cards
We can run like the devil
An d the girls, the little dears,
they're in love up to their ears
for the Bowery Grenadiers