John’s mind, his Eye, his every thought engag’d.
Around him Slaughter dwelt with ruthless Blow,
And Heroes’ blood did in sad torrents flow,
When Johnny suddenly receiv’d command,
He in his Captain’s place should take his stand.
Struck by the fragments of a Broken Shell,
Fighting his country’s cause, the Hero fell.
Undaunted, undismayed, our gallant John
Took the Command, and bravely led them on.
And now by British valour close assail’d