Black And Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat
 And the loving English feet they tramped all over us,
 And each and every night when me father'd come home tight
 He'd invite the neighbors outside with this Oh, come out you black and tans,
 Come out and fight me like a man
 Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
 Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away,
 From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.
 Come let me hear you tell
 How you slammed the great Pernell,
 how you fought them well and truly persecuted,
 Where are the smears and jeers
 That you bravely let us hear
 When our heroes of sixteen were executed.
 Oh, come out you black and tans,
 Come out and fight me like a man
 Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
 Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away,
 From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.
 The day is coming fast
 And the time is here at last,
 When each yeoman will be cast aside before us,
 And if there be a need
 Sure my kids wil sing, "Godspeed!"
 With a verse or two of Steven Beehan's Oh, come out you black and tans,
 Come out and fight me like a man
 Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
 Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away,
 From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.
 hey ho ho
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 hey ho ho
 hey ho ho
 (heyyyyy)hey ho ho
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 (heyyyyy)hey ho ho
 Oh, come out you black and tans,
 Come out and fight me like a man
 Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
 Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away,
 From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.
 Oh, come out you black and tans,
 Come out and fight me like a man
 Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
 Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away,
 From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.
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