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Lyrics:
The people's flag is deepest red
It shrouded oft our martyred dead
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold
Their hearts' blood dyed to every fold
Chorus:
Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath it's folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here
It waved above our infant might
When all ahead seemed dark as night
It witnessed many a deed and vow
We must not change it's colour now
Chorus
It well recalls the triumphs past
[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/billy-bragg/lyrics/the-red-flag] It gives the hope of peace at last
[ The Red Flag lyrics found on http://lyrics.my ]
The banner bright, the symbol plain
Of human right and human gain
Chorus
It suits today the meek and base
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe beneath the rich man's frown
And haul that sacred emblem down
Chorus
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bare it onward till we fall
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim
This song shall be our parting hymn
Chorus
Words: jim connell music: "the white cockade"
It shrouded oft our martyred dead
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold
Their hearts' blood dyed to every fold
Chorus:
Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath it's folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here
It waved above our infant might
When all ahead seemed dark as night
It witnessed many a deed and vow
We must not change it's colour now
Chorus
It well recalls the triumphs past
[lyrics was taken from http://www.lyrics.my/artists/billy-bragg/lyrics/the-red-flag] It gives the hope of peace at last
[ The Red Flag lyrics found on http://lyrics.my ]
The banner bright, the symbol plain
Of human right and human gain
Chorus
It suits today the meek and base
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe beneath the rich man's frown
And haul that sacred emblem down
Chorus
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bare it onward till we fall
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim
This song shall be our parting hymn
Chorus
Words: jim connell music: "the white cockade"