F#m
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F#m
A-ah-ahh-ah,
F#m
ah-ah-ahh-ah
A
Weeeeeee
E
come from the land of the ice and snow
E
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow
F#m
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands
F#m A
To fight the horde and singing and crying,
E A F#m
Valhalla, I am coming
A
On we sweep with,
B
with threshing oar
C
Our only goal will be the western shore
F#m
A-ah-ahh-ah,
F#m
ah-ah-ahh-ah
A
Weeeeeee
E
come from the land of the ice and snow
E
from the midnite sun where the hot springs blow
F#m
How soft your fields, so green
F#m A
can whisper tales of gore, of how we calmed the tides of war
E A F#m
We are your overlords
A
On we sweep with,
B
with threshing oar
C
Our only goal will be the western shore
F#m
S-so now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins
F#m C7 F#m
