Waterloo Songtext / Lyric

Usher in the rally cries

Revolution's here again

The emperor's bonds are broken

And free he shall remain



Escape though narrow, was demand

While his reign remained in view

This fight for France, till bitter end

He must see it through



Coalition forms of many lands

Against Napoleon, west to east

Dogs of war will take to arms

And soon will be unleashed



Prussian, Russian and Austrian

All follow British lead

At allies' helm is Wellington

Who must make his Foe concede






Foreshadowed man of destiny

Soon you will be force to see

Nations aligning against you

Marking the time your reign is through

And you will see your hundred days come to an end



Foreshadowed man of destiny

Soon you will be forced to see

Nations aligning against you

Marking the time your reign is through

It lies before you, fate shall befall you



Quickly, the allies gather force

Near the Franco-Belgian line

While 124, 000 French

March there in double time



As the battle begins

Napoleon springs his audacious plan

He'll attack them on two fronts

Splitting up his warring Band



As the Prussians sound retreat

Behind they leave 12, 000 slain

Most of their force is still in tact

And will live to fight again



Wellington

Who felt the loss of 5, 000 men

Would feel more under cannon fire

Bombardment from the French



Foreshadowed man of destiny

Soon you will be force to see

Nations aligning against you

Marking the time your reign is through

And you will see your hundred days come to an end



Foreshadowed man of destiny

Soon you will be forced to see

Nations aligning against you

Marking the time your reign is through

It lies before you, fate shall befall you



Of all the wars I have waged

To propel my nations might

For this I'll be remembered

From now 'till the end of time



If to the victor go the spoils

I may die an impoverished man

For in the end, irony

Has dealt the cruelest hand



The French Force was swift and sure

But their attack would be repelled

And though their center battered

The Anglo-Dutch line would be held



As fate or skill would have it

An army moves in from the east

The Prussians who slipped out of his hands

Would soon spell his defeat



The French lines now are broken

And being open to attack

The Emperor has no choice

And the Old Guard pulls him back



There were 45, 000 wounded or dead

When the fight was finally through

On a three square mile battlefield

At a town named Waterloo



Foreshadowed man of destiny

Soon you will be force to see

Nations aligning against you

Marking the time your reign is through

And you will see your hundred days come to an end



Foreshadowed man of destiny

Soon you will be forced to see

Nations aligning against you

Marking the time your reign is through

It lies before you, fate shall befall you