It Did Not Start In Parliament
But On The City Streets
No Vaulted Halls Of Power
In Beer Halls They Would Meet
Former Soldiers, Working Men
The Backbone Of Their Nation
Betrayed By Their Government
And Tired Of Deprivation
The First Blood Of Martyrs
To Be Spilled In The Street
Was From Common People
Men Like You And Me
Who Banded Together
In Defiance Of The Law
The First Blood Shed For
National Socialisms Cause
They Gathered To Drink And Talk
Each Man To Have His Say
Until A Firebrand Came Among Them
And Showed A Better Way
Germany As It Should Be
Once Again Proud And Strong
Where Every Man Could Prove His Worth
Provide, Preserve, Belong
Barricades With Soldiers Manned
Soon Blocked The Marchers Path
Disperse And Leave Was The Command
Or Face The Fiery Wrath
Bravely Charged Upon The Guns
Hearts Set Upon Their Goal
Volley After Volley Rang
They Paid A Bloody Toll