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