Come Out Ye Black and Tans
Popularity ยท Low
Listen
YouTube
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
I was born in a Dublin street where the loyal drums did beat
And those loving English feet, they walked all over us
Oh, and every single night when me da would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out with this fine chorus
Come out ye Black and Tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Oh, and how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell
When you thouht him well and truely persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear
When our leaders of '16 were executed
Come out ye Black and Tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Oh, and how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two
Like them Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
Oh, how bravely you face one with your 16 pouneder gun
And you're fightin' them poor natives to the marrow
Come out ye Black and Tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Oh, and how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
Oh, the time is coming is fast and I think those days are here
When those English Johnnies' heels will run before us
Oh, and if there be a need then our kids will say godspeed
With a verse or two of singing this fine chorus
Come out ye Black and Tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Oh, and how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
Come out ye Black and Tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Oh, and how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
Come out ye Black and Tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
Oh, and how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra
From the great and lovely lands of Killashandra