Come Out Ye Black & Tans Songtext
von Wolfe Tones

I was born on a Dublin street
Where the Royal drums do beat
And those loving English feet
They walked all over us

And every single night
When me da would come home tight
He′d invite the neighbors out with this chorus

Come out you 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 IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

Come let us hear you tell
How you slandered 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


Come out you 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 IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

Come tell us how you slew
Them old Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had spears and bow and arrows

How bravely you faced one
With your sixteen pounder gun
And you frightened them damn natives to their marrow

Come out you 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 IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

Now the time is coming fast
And I think them days are here
When each English hun and heel run before us


And if there be a need
Then our kids will sing Godspeed
With a verse or two of singing this one chorus

Come out you 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 IRA
Made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra