Come out You Black and Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums did beat And the loving English feet they walked all over us And each and every night when me da' would come home tight He'd invite the neighbors outside with this 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 me hear you tell how you slammed the great Parnell When you fought them well and truly persecuted Where are the smears and jeers that you bravely let us hear When our heros of sixteen 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 those brave arabs two by two Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows How you bravely slew each one with your sixteen pounder gun And you frightened them poor 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 The day is coming fast and the time is here at last When each yoeman will be cast aside before us And if there be a need sure my kids will sing God speed With a verse of two of Steven Beehan's 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