England, 1936 / The grip of the Sabbath day / In London town the only sound / Is a whisper in an alleyway

Men put on their gloves and boots / Have a smoke before they go / From the West there is a warning of / A wind about to blow

Like Caesar marching to the East / Marches Mosley with his men / Dressed in their clothes of deepest black / Like a gathering hurricane

This is the British Union / With its flag of black and red / A flag that casts a shadow in / Berlin and in Madrid

So listen to the sound of marching feet / And the voices of the ghosts of Cable Street / Fists and stones and batons and the gun / With courage we shall beat those blackshirts down

So mile by mile they come on down / To a place called Cable Street / And other men are waiting there / Preparations are complete

Mosley comes so close / They now can see his outstretched arm / A hand raised up that way / Never took the future in its palm

Listen to the sound of marching feet / And the voices of the ghosts of Cable Street / Fists and stones and batons and the gun / With courage we shall beat those blackshirts down

The battle broke as the fists and the batons fell / Through the barricades came the sound of the wounded yells / Jack Spot burst through with a chair leg made of lead / Brought down a crashing blow on Mosley’s head

And so we learn from History generations have to fight / And those who crave for mastery must be faced down on sight / And if that means by words, by fists, by stones or by the gun / Remember those who stood up for their daughters and their sons

Listen to the sound of marching feet / And the voices of the ghosts of Cable Street / Fists, stones, batons and the gun / With courage we shall beat those blackshirts down

Listen to the sound of marching feet / And the voices of the ghosts of Cable Street / Fists, stones, batons and the gun / With courage we shall beat those blackshirts down

[By Paul Simmonds – Phil Odgers – Jon Odgers – Henry Cush – Shanne Hasler © Mca Records, 1986]