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- Please join Jeremy in song with the anthem of the British Labour Party! Ah-one, two, one, two, three, fo:
- 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 its every fold.
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- So raise the scarlet standard high.
- Beneath its folds we'll live and die,
- Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
- We'll keep the red flag flying here.
- Look round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
- The sturdy German chants its praise,
- In Moscow's vaults its hymns were sung
- Chicago swells the surging throng.
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- It waved above our infant might,
- When all ahead seemed dark as night;
- It witnessed many a deed and vow,
- We must not change its colour now.
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- It well recalls the triumphs past,
- It gives the hope of peace at last;
- The banner bright, the symbol plain,
- Of human right and human gain.
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- It suits today the weak and base,
- Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
- To cringe before the rich man's frown,
- And haul the sacred emblem down.
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- With head uncovered swear we all
- To bear it onward till we fall;
- Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
- This song shall be our parting hymn.
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