The Black And Tans Irish Descendants
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[Verse 1]
I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat
And the loving English people walked all over us
And every single every night when me dad would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus
[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
[Verse 2]
Come tell us how you slew them poor Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had knives and bows and arrows
Oh, how you bravely faced one with your sixteen pounder gun
And you frightened all natives to the marrow
[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
[Verse 3]
Come let me hear you tell how you slammed the great Pernell
And thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the smears and jeers that you proudly let us hear
When our heroes of '16 were executed?
I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat
And the loving English people walked all over us
And every single every night when me dad would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus
[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
[Verse 2]
Come tell us how you slew them poor Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had knives and bows and arrows
Oh, how you bravely faced one with your sixteen pounder gun
And you frightened all natives to the marrow
[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
[Verse 3]
Come let me hear you tell how you slammed the great Pernell
And thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the smears and jeers that you proudly let us hear
When our heroes of '16 were executed?
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