Immigrant Song (1/4/71 Paris Theatre)

Come from the land of the ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow

Hammer of the Gods will drive our ships to new lands

Fight the horde, sing and cry

Valhalla, I am coming, yeah

On we sweep with the threshing oar

Our only goal will be the western shore, hey

Come from the land of the ice and snow

From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow

Soft, your fields so green, whisper tales of gore

How we calmed the tides of war

Baby, baby, oh, yeah, your overlord

On we sweep with threshing oar

Our only goal will be the western shore

Think you'd better stop

Rebuild all your ruins

Peace and trust can win the day

Despite all your losin'