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  For united we are standing,
 * But divided we will fall;

Let this be our understanding—
 * "All for one and one for all."

Workers of the world, awaken!
 * Rise in all your splendid might;

Take the wealth that you are making,
 * It belongs to you by right.
 * No one will for bread be crying,
 * We'll have freedom, love and health.
 * When the grand red flag is flying
 * In the Worker's Commonwealth.

 THE RED FLAG

By James Connell The worker's flag is deepest red, It shrouded oft our martyred dead; And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold Their life-blood dyed its every fold. CHORUS: Then 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 are sung, Chicago swells its surging song.

It waved above our infant might When all ahead seemed dark as night; It witnessed many a deed and vow, We will not change its color now. 

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