Black and Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the loyal drums did beat

And those loving English feet, they walked all over us

And every single night when me da' would come home tight

He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus

Come out you 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 Pernell

When you thought him well and truly persecuted

Oh, where are the sneers and jeers

That you loudly let us hear?

When our leaders of 16 were executed

Come out you 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 and bows and arrows

How bravely you faced one with your 16 pounder gun

And you frightened them damn natives to their marrow

Come out you 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

Now the time is coming fast

And I think them days are here

When each English Shawneen, he'll run before us

And if there'll be a need

Then our kids will say "Godspeed"

With a verse or two of singing, this fine chorus

Come out you 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 you 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