Chords for They All Sang the Internationale

_ _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] Katarina Yakov, [C#] long before she [F#] took that name,
[C#] was [A#m] organizing [B] workers [C#] in Hamburg just the same.
[F#] _ _
[B] Organizing [F#] beneath the flag of deepest red,
a [C#] new dawn [F#] of [A#m] peace and freedom [B] clearly shining in her head.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ Katarina [B] [F#] Yakov first was sent to jail
[C#] when the trappings of democracy all began to fail.
[F#] She was frequently [B] arrested [C#] in and out [F#] of custody
[C#] while her first [F#] husband was in hiding from [B] the Nazis. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ Katarina [B] Yakov [C#] was [F#] acquitted of a crime,
[C#] but the Gestapo had the last word.
They weren't finished with her this time.
[F#] She was sent to [B] Ravensbrück, a [C#] killing [F#] hunger at her side.
[C#] She heard of [F#] the execution, how [B] her second husband died.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ For [B] Katarina Yakov, [F#] the end was close at hand.
[C#] She was on a death march with a ragged starving band.
[F#] _
Marching through [B] a [F#] forest, being led by the SS,
[C#] what would happen [A#m] hours later [B] seemed impossible to guess.
_ _ _ _ [F#] When the sun [B] came the next [C#] morning, it was the [F#] first of May,
[C#] and they [F#] all sang the _ _ _ Internationale.
[C#] They all [F#] sang the _ _ _ Internationale. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Katarina [B] Yakov _ [C#] thought about [F#] her children
[C#] and the friends and comrades taking care of them,
_ _ [F#] _ [B] not knowing yet [F#]
if any of them survived.
[C#] Not knowing [F#] that soon [B] she'd see her daughters both alive. _ _ _
_ [F#] _ Katarina [B] Yakov [C#] watched the German [F#] soldiers flee,
[C#] streaming from the east, that's what she was seeing.
_ _ [F#] Allied bombers [B] flew above them, [C#] she thought they all [F#] might die,
and then [C#] soon there was the silence [B] of all the SS men. _ _
_ _ [F#] When the sun rose the next morning, it was the first of May,
[C#] and they all sang the [F#] _ [B] _ _ [F#] Internationale.
[G#m] They all sang [C#] the [B] _ _ _ [F#] Internationale. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] Katarina Yakov saw red flags [F#] flapping in the breeze, _
[C#] above the Russian tanks, and she fell upon her knees.
[F#] And so many different [C#] voices in so many [F#] different tongues
[C#] sang [F#] the most beautiful [B] song that could ever have been sung. _ _ _ _
[F#] In German, _ [B] [F#] Lithuanian, in Polish, and in Dutch,
[C#] a myriad of melodies as never had been such.
[F#] In Russian and [B] in Yiddish, _ [C#]
Italian [F#] and French,
[G#m] emerging from [F#] the forest [B] beneath the trench. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] When the sun rose [B] the next morning, [C#] it was the [F#] first of May,
[G#m] and they all [C#] sang the [F#] _
_ _ Internationale.
When the sun [B] rose the next morning, [C#] it was [F#] the first of May,
[G#m] and they [F#] all sang the _ [B] _ _ [F#] Internationale.
[G#m] They all [F#] sang the _ _ _ Internationale. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
The [C#] Internationale, the last _ [F#] battle,
The _
[C#] _ _ _ [F#] Internationale, the battle [B] for human rights.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
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