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
