Lyrics

Upon the heights of Queenston one dark October day
Invading forces marshalled in battle's dead array
Brave Brock looked up the rugged steep and planned a bold attack
No foreign flag shall float said he above the union jack

His loyal hearted soldiers were ready every one
Their foes were thrice their number but duty must be done
They started up the fire swept hill with loud resounding cheers
Brock's inspiring voice rang out push on brave volunteers

Yo Ho Canadians we held our ground with pride
From Secord's stroll to Voltigeurs to Tecumseh's mighty cry
Yo Ho Canadians we burned that house to white
Born into a nation's cheer at the Battle of Queenston Heights

But soon a fatal bullet pierced through his manly breast
And loving friends to help him around that hero pressed
Push on he said don't mind me and air the setting sun
Canadians held the rugged steep the victory was won

Each true Canadian soldier laments the death of Brock
His country told its sorrow in monumental rock
And if a foe should ever invade our land in future years
His dying words will guide us still push on brave volunteers

Yo Ho Canadians we held our ground with pride
From Secord's stroll to Voltigeurs to Tecumseh's mighty cry
Yo Ho Canadians we burned that house to white
Born into a nation's cheer at the Battle of Queenston Heights