Paddy Goes To Holyhead - Come Out Ye Black And Tans

Come Out Ye Black And Tans

I was born in a Dublin street
where the royal drums do beat
And the loving English feet
they tramped all over us
And each day and every night
when me father comes home tight
He´d invite the neighbours
outside with his chorus

Come let me hear you tell
how you slammed the brave Parnell
When you thought him well
and truly persecuted
Oh, where are your sneers and jeers
that you loudly elt us hear
When our heroes of ´16
were executed

Come tell me how you slew
them poor arabs two by two
Like the zulus they had
speers and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced each one
with your sixteen-pounder-gun
And you frightened them poor
natives to their marrow

Come out Ye Black and Tans
come out and fight me like a man
Show your wifes how you
won medals down in Flanders
Tell them how the IRA
made you ran like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes
in Killeshandra