Do you^F hear the people sing, Singing the ^Bb/Fsong of angry me^Fn, It is the ^Dmmusic of a ^Gpeople who will ^Cnot be slaves again,

When the b^Feating of your heart, Echoes the ^Bb/Fbeating of the d^Frum, There is a l^Dmife about to s^Gmtart when tom^C7orrow c^Fomes.

^EWill you j^Amoin in our crusade, Who will be s^Emtrong and stand with me, Bey^Dmond the barricade is there a ^AmWorld you long to see, Then j^Foin in the fight that will ^Dm7give you the right to be f^Gree,

Do you h^Cear the people sing, Singing the s^Fong of angry m^Cen, It is the ^Ammusic of a ^Dpeople who will ^Gnot be slaves again,

When the b^Ceating of your heart, Echoes the b^Feating of the d^Crum, There is a l^Amife about to s^Dmtart when to^Gmorrow c^Comes.

Will you ^Amgive all you can give so that our ^EmBanner may advance, Some will ^Dmfall and some will live, Will you stand ^Amup and take the chance The b^Flood of the martyrs will w^Dm7ater the meadows of F^Grance!

Do you h^Cear the people sing, Singing the s^Fong of angry m^Cen, It is the ^Ammusic of a ^Dpeople who will ^Gnot be slaves again,

When the b^Ceating of your heart, Echoes the b^Feating of the d^Crum, There is a l^Amife about to s^Dmtart when to^G7morrow c^Comes.