Come out Ye Black and Tans - The Irish Ramblers

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat

And those loving English feet they walked all over us

And each and every night when me father'd 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 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 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

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 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 bravely 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 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