I[Am] was born in a Dublin street where the[G] loyal drums do beat
And those[Am] loving English feet they walked all over us
And every single night when me[C] da would come home[Am] tight
He'd[Am] invite the neighbors[G] out with this fine[Am] chorus
[Chorus]
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 theI.R.A. made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lakes of Killesshandra.
[2]
Come tell us how you slew them poor arabs two by two
Like the Zulu they had spears and bow and arrows
How bravley you faced one with your sixteen pounder gun
Till you frightened them poor natives to their marrow
[3]
Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell
When you though and well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravly let us hear
When our leaders of '16 were excuted
[4]
Well the time is coming fast and I think those days are near
When each yeoman he will run before us
And if there be a need then our kids will sing God speed
With a verse or two of Stephen Behan's chorus
