The Rifles of the IRA |
In nineteen hundred and sixteen The forces of the crown For to take Orange, White, and Green Bombarded Dublin Town But in '21, Britannia's sons Were forced earn their pay, When the black and tans, Like lightning ran From the Rifles of the IRA!
2. They burned their way through Munster | 3. They hanged young Kevin Barry high Just a lad of eighteen years Cork City's flames lit up in the sky But our brave lads new no fear The Cork brigade with hand-grenades In ambush wait and lay, And the black and tans, Like lightning ran From the Rifles of the IRA!
4. The tans were got, taken out and shot |