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Derek Warfield - Get Out Ye Black and Tans
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I was born on a Dublin street where the loyal drums did beat
The loving English feet, they walked all over us
And every single night, when me dad would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out with this 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
Tell her how the I-R-A made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
Come, let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell
When you thought him well and truly 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
Tell her how the I-R-A made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
Come tell us how you slew them ol' Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus, they had spears and bow and arrows
How bravely you faced one with your 16 pounder gun
And you frightened them damn 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
Tell her how the I-R-A made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
The time is coming fast, and I think this day is near
When each Seoinรญn traitor, he will run before us
And if there'll be a need, well, 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
Tell her how the I-R-A made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes 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
Tell her how the I-R-A made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
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