The Wolfe Tones - Come out ye black and tans

I was b^Dmorn on a Dublin street where the R^Coyal drums do beat And the l^Dmoving English feet they walked all over us And ea^Fch and every night when me father'd ^Ccome home tight He'd in^Dmvite the neighbors ^Coutside with this c^Dmhorus

Oh, come ^Dmout you black and tans Come out and ^Cfight me like a man Show your w^Dmife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell them h^Fow the IRA made you ru^Cn like hell away From the gr^Dmeen and lovely l^Canes in Killa^Dmshandra

Come t^Dmell us how you slew Those ^Cbrave Arabs two by two Like the Zu^Dmlus they had spears and bows and arrows How you b^Fravely slew each one With your s^Cixteen pounder gun And you fr^Dmightened them poor n^Catives to their m^Dmarrow

Oh, come o^Dmut you black and tans Come out and ^Cfight me like a man Show your w^Dmife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell them h^Fow the IRA made you ru^Cn like hell away From the gr^Dmeen and lovely l^Canes in Killa^Dmshandra

Come l^Dmet me hear you tell How you sl^Candered great Parnell When you f^Dmought them well and truly persecuted Where a^Fre the smears and jeers That you br^Cavely let us hear When our ^Dmheroes of s^Cixteen were exec^Dmuted

Oh, come ^Dmout you black and tans Come out and ^Cfight me like a man Show your w^Dmife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell them h^Fow the IRA made you ru^Cn like hell away From the gr^Dmeen and lovely l^Canes in Killa^Dmshandra

The d^Dmay is coming fast And the ti^Cme is here at last When each y^Dmeoman will be cast aside before us And ^Fif there be a need Sure my ^Ckids wil sing, "Godspeed!" With a v^Dmerse or two of S^Cteven Beehan's ^Dmchorus

Oh, come ^Dmout you black and tans Come out and ^Cfight me like a man Show your w^Dmife how you won medals down in Flanders Tell them h^Fow the IRA made you ru^Cn like hell away From the gr^Dmeen and lovely l^Canes in Killa^Dmshandra