Am G I was born on a Dublin street, where the royal drums did beatAm And the loving English feet they walked all over usC G And every single night, when my father came home tightAm G Am G Am He awoke the neighbours outside with his chorus [Chorus]Am G Come out you Black´n´Tans, come out and fight me like a manAm Show your wife how you won medals down in FlandersC G Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell awayAm G Am G Am From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra [Verse 2]Am G Come let us hear you tell, how you slammed the great ParnellAm How you fought him well and truely persecutedC G Where were your sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hearAm G Am G Am When our heroes of sixteen were executed [Chorus]Am G Come out you Black´n´Tans, come out and fight me like a manAm Show your wife how you won medals down in FlandersC G Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell awayAm G Am G Am From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra [Verse 3]Am G Come tell us how you slew them oul arabs two by twoAm Like the zulus they had spears and bows and arrowsC G How bravely you faced one with your brandnew pumpgunAm G Am G Am And you frightened the poor natives to their marrow [Chorus]Am G Come out you Black´n´Tans, come out and fight me like a manAm Show your wife how you won medals down in FlandersC G Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell awayAm G Am G Am From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra [Verse 4]Am G Now the time is running fast and I think the days are hereAm When each f*ck*ng English yoeman, he runs before usC G And if there'll be a need, then our kids will sing "God speed!"Am G Am G Am With a verse of two of Steven Beehan´s chorus
Come Out Ye Black And Tans
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