Black 'n' Tans

Iwas born in a Dublin street where theloyal drums do beat And thoseloving English feet they walked all over us And every single night when meda would come hometight He'dinvite the neighborsout with this fineCome out you black and tans, come out and fight me like a man Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders Tell them how theI.R.A. made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lakes of Killesshandra. Come tell us how you slew them poor arabs two by two Like the Zulu they had spears and bow and arrows How bravley you faced one with your sixteen pounder gun Till you frightened them poor natives to their marrow Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell When you though and well and truly persecuted Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravly let us hear When our leaders of '16 were excuted Well the time is coming fast and I think those days are near When each yeoman he will run before us And if there be a need then our kids will sing God speed With a verse or two of Stephen Behan's