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