I was born on a Dublin street

Where the Royal drums do beat

And the loving English feet they walked all over us

And every single night when me da come home tight

He'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus

Oh come out you black and tans

Come out and fight me like a man

Show your wife how you won medals fown in Flanders

Tell them how the IRA

Made you run like hell away

From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra

Come tell us how you slew

Those old 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 damn 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 fown in Flanders

Tell them how the IRA

Made you run like hell away

From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra

Come let us hear you tell

How you slammed the great Pernell

When you fought them well and truly persecuted

Where are the smears and jeers

That you loudly let us hear

When our leaders of sixteen were executed

Oh come out you black and tans

Come out and fight me like a man

Show your wife how you won medals fown in Flanders

Tell them how the IRA

Made you run like hell away

From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra

Come out you black and tans

Come out and fight me like a man

Show your wife how you won medals fown in Flanders

Tell them how the IRA

Made you run like hell away

From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra