I was born in a Dublin street, where the royal drums do beat And the loving English feet walked all over us Where each and every night, when me dad would home tight Hed call 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 Show her how the IRA, made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra Come tell us how you slew, them old Arabs two by two Like the Zulus they had knives and bows and arrows How bravely you faced one, with your sixteenpoundergun And you frightened all the natives to the 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 Show her how the IRA, made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra Come let us hear you tell, how you slew the great Parnell And showed him what was well and persecuted Where are the stares and jeers that you proudly let us hear When our heroes of 16 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 Show her how the IRA, made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra Come out you British huns, come out and fight without your guns Show your wife how you won medals up in Derry You murdered fine young men, and youd do the same again So get out of here and take your bloody army Come out you Black and Tans, come out and fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders Show her how the IRA, made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra Come out you Black and Tans Fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders Show her how the IRA, made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra
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