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The Autumn Harvest Uprising
to the tune of Moon over West River
The insurgent army of workers and peasants is our name,
The emblem of our banners is the sickle and ax in a frame.
In the district of Kuanglu we shall not stay,
But press straight on to Hunan without delay.
Landlord’s oppression is so heavy to bear
That all the peasants hate it and roundly swear.
Just in autumn harvest season when evening clouds pout,
Like a thunderbolt from the sky the rebellion breaks out.
