[Verse]
I was born in a Dublin street where the loyal drums did beat,
And those loving English feet they walked all over us,
And each and every night when me da would come home tight,
He'd invite the neighbours outside with this chorus.

[Chorus]
Oh, come out you black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wife 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]
Oh, come tell her how you slew them old Arabs two by two,
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows,
How you bravely faced one with your sixteen pounder gun,
And you frightened them damn natives to their marrow.

[Chorus]
Oh, come out you black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wife 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]
Oh, come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell,
When you thought him well and truly persecuted,
Where are your sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear,
When our leaders of '16 were executed?

[Chorus]
Oh, come out you black and tans, come out and fight me like a man,
Show the wife 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.