Classic Poem

1 Oh, Boney was a warrior,
To me way, hay, ho!
Boney was a warrior
A long time ago.

2 He raised a mighty army then
And marched them right across the Alps.

3 He marched them into Russia wild,
But he found the Kremlin burnin' there.

4 So then he marched them back again,
For Moscow was in ruins then.

5 'Twas on the plains of Waterloo
He met the boy that put them through,

6 The Iron Duke of Wellington.
That day the bloody field was won.

7 They sent him into exile,
He died on Saint Helena's isle,

8 But Boney was a warrior bold,
To me way, hay, ho!
Though we licked him at Trafalgar once,
Jawn France-o!