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Sung For Norway's Riflemen (1881)

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(See Note 73)     Fly the banner, fly the banner!     For our freedom fight!     'Neath the banner, 'neath the banner,     Riflemen unite!     Graybeard in the Storting     Gives his vote for right and truth,     Rifle-voice supporting     Of our armd youth.         Music runeful         Ring out tuneful     Bullets sent point-blank,         Fiery coursing,         Freedom forcing     Way to royal rank;     They from silent valleys     To the Storting's rallies     Bring the clear "Rah! Rah!"     And there clamors o'er us     Loud the rifle chorus,     Piercing and repeated: "Rah! Rah!     Rah-rah, rah-rah, rah-rah, rah-rah."     As the lingering echo rattles,     Listens sure our Mother Norway,     That her sons can go the war-way,     Fight her freedom's future battles.

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