Lyrics Black and Tans - The O'Reillys and the Paddyhats

Black and Tans

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat
And the loving English feet they chop all over us
And each day and every night when me father’d come home tight
He’d invite the neighbors outside with this chorus
Oh, 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 the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
Well come out you British ants
Come out and fight without your guns
Show your wives how you won medals up in Derry
Where you murdered sixty men and you’d do the same again
So get out and take your fucking army
Oh, 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 the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
So let’s see how you slew
Them Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
Tell them how you faced each one
With your sixteen-pounder gun
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrows
Allen, Larkin, and O’Brien
How they sung and called you swine
Robert Emmett who you hung and drew, and quartered
Right upon the scaffold high
How you butchered Henry Joy
And our croppy boys from Wexford you did slaughter
Oh, 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 the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra