Far away across the ocean, Far beyond the seas eastern rim, Lives a man who is father of the Indo-Chinese people, And his name it is Ho Chi Minh. Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh. Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh. From VietBac to the SaiGon Delta From the mountains and plains below Young and old workers, peasants and the toiling tenant farmers Fight for freedom with Uncle Ho. Ho Chi Minh was a deep sea sailor He served his time out on the seven seas Work and hardship were part of his early education Exploitation his ABC. Ho Chi Minh came home from sailing And he looked out on his native land Saw the want and the hunger of the Indo-Chinese people Foreign soldiers on every hand. Ho Chi Minh went to the mountains And he trained a determined band Heroes all, sworn to liberate the Indo-Chinese people Drive invaders from the land. Fourteen men became a hundred A hundred thousand and Ho Chi Minh Forged and tempered the army of the Indo-Chinese people Freedoms Army of Viet Minh. Every soldier is a farmer Comes the evening and he grabs his hoe Comes the morning he swings his rifle on his shoulder This the army of Uncle Ho. From the mountains and the jungles From the ricelands and the Plain of Reeds March the men and the women of the Indo-Chinese Army Planting freedom with victory seeds. From VietBac to the SaiGon Delta Marched the armies of Viet Minh And the wind stirs the banners of the Indo-Chinese people Peace and freedom and Ho Chi Minh.