Tom: Am
Am G
I was born on a Dublin street, where the royal drums did beat
Am
And the loving English feet they walked all over us
C G
And every single night, when my father came home tight
Am 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 man
Am
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
C G
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
Am 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 Parnell
Am
How you fought him well and truely persecuted
C G
Where were your sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear
Am 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 man
Am
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
C G
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
Am 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 two
Am
Like the zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
C G
How bravely you faced one with your brandnew pumpgun
Am 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 man
Am
Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
C G
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
Am 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 here
Am
When each f*ck*ng English yoeman, he runs before us
C 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
