[Verse]
Well, I was born in a Dublin street where the loyalist drums did beat,
And those fucking English feet they walked all over us,
And every single 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 your 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,
How you thought him well and truly persecuted,
And where are the 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 your 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,
And bravely you faced each one with your sixteen pounder gun,
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

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

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