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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 neighbours 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 let us hear you tell How you slandered great Parnell When you thought him 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 tell us how you slew Them ol' Arabs two by two Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows How bravely you faced one With your sixteen pounder gun And you frightened them damn 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
Now the time is coming fast And I think them days are here When each English seánín, 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 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
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