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Black & Tans
(Dominic Behan)

I was born on a Dublin street
where the Royal drums did beat
And the loving English feet they tramped all over us,
And each and every night
when me father'd come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus

(Chorus)
Oh, 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 them how the I.R.A.
Made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra

Come let me hear you tell
How you slammed the great Pernell,
When you fought them well and truly persecuted
Where are the smears and jeers
That you bravely let us hear
When our heroes of sixteen were executed

Come tell us how you slew
Those brave Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
How you bravely slew each one
With your sixteen pounder gun
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow

The day is coming fast
And the time is here at last,
When each yeoman will be cast aside before us,
And if there be a need
Sure my kids will sing, "Godspeed!"
With a verse or two of Steven Beehan's chorus


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