Come Out Ye Black -n- Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the royal drums do beat
 And them loving English feet trample all over us
 And every single night when me Father come home tight
 He'd invite the neighbors outside for a Oh come out ye black and tans come out and fight me like a man
 Show the wife how you medals down in Flanders
 Tell her how the IRA made you run like Hell away
 From the green and lovely lakes of Killeshandra
 Oh tell em how you slew them them poor Arabs two by two
 The Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
 How you bravely faced each one with your 16 pounder gun
 And you frightened them poor natives to the marrow
 Oh come out ye black and tans come out and fight me like a man
 Show the wife how you medals down in Flanders
 Tell her how the IRA made you run like Hell away
 From the green and lovely lakes of Killeshandra
 Let me hear you tell how you slammed the brave Parnell
 When you thought him well and truly persecuted
 Where are the sneers and jeers that you proudly let us hear
 When our heroes of '16 were executed
 Oh come out ye black and tans come out and fight me like a man
 Show the wife how you medals down in Flanders
 Tell her how the IRA made you run like Hell away
 From the green and lovely lakes of Killeshandra
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 The day is comin' and the time here at last
 Each yeoman will be cast aside before us
 And if there be a need kindly send and say "Godspeed"
 And a verse or two of Stephan Behan's Come out ye black and tans come out and fight me like a man
 Show the wife how you medals down in Flanders
 Tell her how the IRA made you run like Hell away
 From the green and lovely lakes of Killeshandra
 Come out ye black and tans come out and fight me like a man
 Show the wife how you medals down in Flanders
 Tell her how the IRA made you run like Hell away
 From the green and lovely lakes of Killeshandra
 From the green and lovely lakes of Killeshandra