Black and Tans

Melody -

I was born on a Dublin street where the royal drums do beat
And the loving English feet they tramped all over us
And each and every night when my father'd come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus:
O come out ye 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 Killeshandra*.

2. Come tell us how you slew them poor arabs two by two
Like the Zulu they had spears and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced each one with your 16 pounder gun
Till you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

3. Come let us hear you tell how you saved the great Parnell
When you thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravely let us hear
When our heroes of '16 were executed.

4. Well the time is coming fast and will surely come at last
When each yeoman will be cut aside before us
And if there'd be a need, sure my kids would sing Godspeed
To a verse or two of "Stephen Beehann's Chorus".

A town in County Cavan. - with thanks to Tim Tyson.