I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat
The loving English feet they walked all over us
And every single night when me da' would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors outside 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 tought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers
That you loundlylet us hear
When our leaders 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
Them old Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
How you bravely face one with your sixteen pounder gun
And you frightened them damn natives to the 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 time is coming fast
And I think this day is near
When each seonin traitor he will run before us
And if there be a need
Well our kids wil 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