Come Out Ye Black And Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the loyal drums do beat
And the 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, let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell
When you fought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear?
When our heroes of 16 were executed

Oh, 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 ol' 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 poor natives to their marrow

Oh, 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 its English showman here will 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

Oh, 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

Oh, 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

From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra



Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Behan
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