[Verse]
I was born in a Dublin street where the loyalist drums did beat,
And those bloody English feet they walked all over us,
And every single night when me da would come home tight,
He'd invite the neighbours out for this fine chorus.

[Chorus]
Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wives how you won medals down in Flanders,
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra.

[Verse]
Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell,
When thought him well and truly persecuted,
Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear,
When our leaders of '16 were executed?

[Chorus]
Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wives how you won medals down in Flanders,
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra.

[Verse]
Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two,
Like the Zulus they had spears and bow and arrows,
How bravely you faced war with your sixteen pounder gun,
And you frightened them damn natives to their marrow.

[Chorus]
Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wives how you won medals down in Flanders,
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra.

[Verse]
Now the time is coming fast when I think them days are here,
When each English seánín, he will come before us,
And if there'll be a need then our kids will say "Godspeed!"
With a verse or two of singing this fine chorus.

[Chorus]
Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wives how you won medals down in Flanders,
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away,
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra.