Bonaparte said “Men, Advance!
Bring glory back to France
And carry out my clever, bold design
For there's land and riches too
And it's waiting there for you
A thousand miles East across the Rhine"
THE SKY WAS ROYAL BLUE
AND THE TRICOLOR FLEW
WITH FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND SOLDIERS MARCHING FINE
NOT A SINGLE DOUBT HAD HE
CONVINCED OF VICTORY
AS HE LEAD HIS MIGHTY LEGION ‘CROSS THE RHINE
With his hand inside his vest
His Army surged in from the West
While the foe in Moscow calmly bided time
Instead of fight, they'd first retreat
For later French defeat
And draw them ever further 'cross the Rhine
CHORUS
His Grand Armee staggered from the East
With a host of men deceased
Scattered thru the snows that left them blind
And they cursed that cloudless day
When he lead them all astray
When he led them to their doom across the Rhine
CHORUS