I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat 
AAnd the loving English feet they tramped all over us, 
And each and every night when me father'd come home tight 
He'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus: 

cho: Oh, come out you black and tans, 
Come out and fight me like a man 
Show your wife how you won medals fown in Flanders 
Tell them how the IRA 
Made you run like hell away, 
From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra. 

Come let me hear you tell 
How you slammed the great Pernell, 
When you fought them well and truly persecuted, 
Where are the smears and jeers 
That you bravely let us hear 
When our heroes of sixteen were executed. 

Come tell us how you slew 
Those brave Arabs two by two 
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows, 
How you bravely slew each one 
With your sixteen pounder gun 
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow. 

Allen, Larkin, and O'Brien-- 
How you bravely called them swine! 
Robert Emmett who you hung and drew and quartered! 
High upon that scaffold high, 
How you murdered Henry Joy! 
And our Croppy Boys from Wexford you did slaughter! 

The day is coming fast 
And the time is here at last, 
When each yeoman will be cast aside before us, 
And if there be a need 
Sure my kids wil sing, "Godspeed!" 
With a verse or two of Steven Beehan's chorus. 

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