Come Out ye Black and Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums the beat And the loving English feet they went all over us And every single night when me da' would came home tight He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two Like the Zulus they had spears, bows and arrows How brave you faced one with your 16-pounder gun And you frightened them natives to their marrow Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell When you fought them well and truly persecuted Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear When our leaders of sixteen were executed? Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra