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 
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 [bad word] the evening and he grabs his hoe [bad word] 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.