Who bravely gave the word to march,
And furiously did ride;
And prancing first, great Brunswick like,
’Twas well the streets were wide.
From Newgate, down to the Broad Chare,
They march’d with might and main;
Then gallantly they turned them round,
And so “march’d up again.”
Then fill a bumper to the brim,
And drink to Gotham’s mayor;